Dibi

This is an accentual form created by Mary Lou Healy, writing as Mlou on Allpoetry.Com.

Even fewer poets have the training and awareness to carry off a seamless accentual form than have that ability when working with an established meter. So I have constructed the template for her original verse “The Last Hurrah”, as alternating iambic trimeter and dimeter, which it technically is.

The Last Hurrah

The Last Hurrah

Oh, that last defiance
in face of fate,
the red glove flung down
at winter’s gate! There is no mute compliance,
no patient wait.
Dressed in gypsy gown,
fall holds fete.

Brief, so brief the hour
to scintillate,
to make the canvas sing,
to resonate.
Every leaf a flower
to captivate
the heart, to hold ’til spring…
Spring, don’t be late!

Restated specifications
The Dibi is:
Stanzaic, consisting of two or more octains.
Metered, consisting of alternating lines of iambic tetrameter and iambic trimeter.
Rhymed: abcbabcb. I quite enjoyed the feminine a-rhyme, but Mary Lou avows it is optional.

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Dibi

My example

When Wrong is Right(Dibi)

I’m sometimes wrong I guess
It must be true,
because I don’t agree
at times with you.
Although I must confess
my doubts accrue
logic’s an absentee;
from your own view.

But even if you’re wrong
things work out right
between the two of us
if I’m contrite.
Correct won’t bang a gong
and bring delight
worth raising any fuss
with you at night.

© Lawrencealot – December 1, 2014

Flung

This form was created by Larry Eberhart, aka, Lawrencealot on allpoetry.com

Type: Stanzaic
Meter: Tetrameter or Pentameter
Presented as two or more Octaves
Rhyming pattern: ababcccc ddeeffff

If the poem is extended it should continue alternating couplet and cross rhyme
for the first quatrain of each octave.

Example Poem

What Happened to George?

“A gastropod mollusk is what I am,”
said George to his host. “And I have long found,
that being submerged (if you give a damn),
is sometimes better than up on the ground.
If I get too dry I might desiccate,
then I’d be dinner for you and your mate,
but now I can slime noxious stuff you’ll hate.
But I’ll feed you for life if you just wait.”

The beetle had thought, this slug he’d deceived.
Now he did not know what should be believed.
“The farmer’s intending a toxic plan
to kill us all– perhaps he just began.”
I need a mate who’s many rows away.
I cannot get to her within one day.
You can go fetch her, I’ll tell you the way,
Then both of us will in your burrows stay.

The beetle knew two was better than one.
If there’s an option for unending food
instead of foods poisoned– had it begun?
he’d best collaborate with George the dude.
Both slugs were omnivorous slugs you see,
So George deigned to explain how it will be.
You’ve heard tuna called “Chicken of the Sea.
Well Chicken of ground shall be Joyce and me.”

In days some thirty eggs from George’s mate.
produced the protein for the beetles plate.
The beetle got smart and let some eggs hatch.
It just meant they’d have more earthworms to catch.
The beetles Kentucky Fried Sluggets sold
like heaters in Vermont when it gets cold.
The farmers profits jumped about two-fold,
Explain? That bright slug George, he just grew old.

© Lawrencealot – March 3, 2013

This poem answers the following question by Sir Mike bike

Get me a wheelchair!” Cried the sick bug,
“For I have no legs (because I’m a slug!)
A very nice beetle all dressed in bright black,
Said “Never mind slug just jump on my back…..”

The slug (quite determined to get a free ride)
Now dumped common sense and he now dumped all pride,
He slid on the beetles back with such ease,
Said ”Take me to market as quick as you please!”

Now the beetle pretending hard to be nice,
Said “Certainly sir, there’ll be no price!”
“But first I have to visit my mum,
You can come too my little chum!”

So down it the ground where black beetles gorge,
Went poor Mr. Slug (whose name was George)
He never more was seen again…..
Pray what happened….can you explain?

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Gratitude

This form was Created by Victoria Sutton aka Passionspromise
It consists of two or more 8 line stanzas, each with the
refrain rhyming scheme of  ababcCab
with ONLY the “c-rhyme” requiring the same sound each stanza.
There is NO metric or line length requirement, EXCEPT that
lines 5 and 6 are shorter than the others.

Example Poem

A Gift to Poets (Gratitude)

A lovely poet gave to me this form.
She said, “Take it. Perhaps you’ll find a way
to specify the path to keep it warm.”
The specs I saw were loose enough to sway
a poet to invent
and follow mind’s intent.
I’ve chosen Iambs, you need not conform.
I’m grateful this form let’s the poet play.

I first thought “Torylet” could be the name,
but “toilet” sounds too close for me so now,
while sitting here, this new idea came.
I’ll name it, “Gratitude” in note of how
the poet may select his bent
and follow mind’s intent.
My next attempt shall be a whole new game
for many variants this will allow.

© Lawrencealot – November 5, 2012

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