Photo by Sue Vincent
THIS WEEK’S WORDS come from “The Secret of Youth” by Micah Daniels: night, black, tango, hills, brush, plains, tell, want, young. flatten, hand, forever
Will you wait for me at eight for our date?
Strait by the hills as it gives me some thrills
Plains and God’s wills in your hands that’s grand
On the land with clouds rolling in, no cheering crowds
Promise forever our endeavour whatsoever
So clever as we’re young we sprung
Swung with tango and sometimes we wrangle
As we untangle the mystery as well as our history
On this night we fight for our plight
With all our might we yell what we tell
Spell out the truth so it’s sailing smooth
With youth we do what we want as we taunt the world*
(c) ladyleemanila 2020
* The Vers Beaucoup, a poem for created by Curt Mongold, which is French for “many rhymes”. Each stanza consists of four lines with a rhyming word scheme of:
a-a-a-
a-b-b-
b-c-c-
c-d-d
Each rhyme can only use a MAXIMUM of three words. The fourth “a” rhyme carried over to the second line causes enjambment and creates a strong internal rhyming structure.
For: Thursday photo prompt: Clouded #writephoto, Whirligig 278
This must be a complicated form to adhere to!
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it was a challenge indeed! thank you, Sue 🙂
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Splendid Lee 🙂
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thank you, Nima 🙂
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You’re welcome Lee ❣️
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