Gacked from celandineb

August 11, 2005 § 2 Comments

I’m terza rima, and I talk and smile.
Where others lock their rhymes and thoughts away
I let mine out, and chatter all the while.

I’m rarely on my own – a wasted day
Is any day that’s spent without a friend,
With nothing much to do or hear or say.

I like to be with people, and depend
On company for being entertained;
Which seems a good solution, in the end.

What Poetry Form Are You?

(If you were not Terza Rima you would be Ottava Rima.)

Ottava rima? Me? That can’t be right!
   Too frivolous? But tut, there’s no such thing!
Let others ponder thoughts of wrong and right,
   Or sit and think how much they love the spring;
I’d rather spend my time in gleeful spite,
   Or maybe laugh, or maybe sit and sing.
Besides, it might be fun to be inspiring –
But surely it would get so very tiring.

What Poetry Form Are You?

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