Created by Andrea Dietrich writing on PoetrySoup in Feb, 2015
It is syllabic, with lines of 11/9/7/5/3/1/3/5/7/9/11
Rhyme Scheme: AabbcbcbbaA
It requires a Refrain: Line 1 is repeated as Line 11.
Generally displayed centered.
My Example
My Example
Form: Andaree
Your Vanity
Though not directed at you, the shoe may fit. It was, a general bit of wit. It mocked all the selfie crowd all around the cloud. They seem so proud and I know that the well-endowed feel they ought to shed their shroud and flaunt themselves just a little bit. Though not directed at you, the shoe may fit.
The following description is reposted with permission from The Poets Garret. My thanks for the fine body of work maintained on that site.
Wreathed and Unwreathed Sestets
Wreathed poetry is simply a natural blending of English poetry with the Celtic Welsh. Its creator George Herbert was born into a wealthy artistic family in Wales and later was educated in Trinity College, Cambridge and was unpublished until after his death. It is believed that his poem A Wreath was inspired by the Welsh form Englyn cryrch which uses an internal rhyme scheme with an external one and gives a couplet scheme of:
x. x. x. x. x. x. x. a.
x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b.
The red in the second line indicates that the internal rhyme can be anywhere in the first part of second line and can be a repeat word rather than a rhyme. that is the poets decision. There is no internal rhyme in the first line, It was later that poets saw the possibilities and created the sestet with a rhyme scheme of:
x. x. x. x. x. x. x. a.
x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b.
x. b. x. x. x. x. x. a.
x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b.
x. b. x. x. x. x. x. a.
x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b.
Here is an example of that form:
Not Nerd
A simple envelope is not hard
What is hard is finding words
Words are a problem to the bard
Because bards are never nerds
As for nerdish be on your guard
Yes guard against all lollard’s
Anon
Unwreathed Poetry
Later poets realised that some Irish forms led with an internal form and from that was born Un-wreath poetry, simply the reverse of Wreath in that the first line starts with an internal rhyme with the second external and so on, there being no seventh line there is no external rhyme, giving this sestet a basic rhyme scheme of:
x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b.
x. b. x. x. x. x. x. a.
x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b.
x. b. x. x. x. x. x. a.
x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b.
x. x. x. x. x. x. x. a.
My Example
Form: Wreathed Sestet
Hurry Earlier
“I think I’ve water on my brain – all my hurry in vain to night. And yet tonight with all this rain I’ll miss the train though it’s in sight. The lights shine brightly in the train. Wasted time caused this pain and plight.”
The following description is reposted with permission from The Poets Garret. My thanks to Ryter Roethicle.
Wreathed and Unwreathed Quatrains
Wreathed poetry is simply a natural blending of English poetry with the Celtic Welsh. Its creator George Herbert was born into a wealthy artistic family in Wales and later was educated in Trinity College, Cambridge and was unpublished until after his death. It is believed that his poem A Wreath was inspired by the Welsh form Englyn cryrch which uses an internal rhyme scheme with an external one and gives a couplet scheme of:
x. x. x. x. x. x. x. a. x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b.
The red in the second line indicates that the internal rhyme can be anywhere in the first part of second line and can be a repeat word rather than a rhyme. that is the poets decision. There is no internal rhyme in the first line, It was later that poets saw the possibilities and created the quatrain with a rhyme scheme of:
x. x. x. x. x. x. x. a. x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. a. x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b.
Here is an example of that form by George Herbert:
A Wreath
A wreathed garland of deserved praise, Of praise deserved, unto thee I give, I give to thee, who knowest all my wayes, My crooked winding wayes, wherein I live,
Wherein I die, not live : for life is straight, Straight as a line, and ever tends to thee, To thee, who art more farre above deceit, Then deceit seems above simplicitie.
Give me simplicitie, that I may live, So live and like, that I may know thy wayes, Know them and practise them : then shall I give For this poore wreath, give thee a crown of praise.
George Herbert (1593 – 1633)
Unwreathed Poetry
Later poets realised that some Irish forms led with an internal form and from that was born Un-wreathed poetry, simply the reverse of Wreathed in that the first line starts with an internal rhyme with the second external and so on, there being no fifth line there is no external rhyme, giving it a basic rhyme scheme of:
x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. a. x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. a.
Wreath Quatrain
You are all alone and the future’s looking bleak But will that bleakness last until the dawn Pray before dawn your love again will speak. What good is luck when your lover has gone
The following description is reposted with permission from The Poets Garret. My thanks to Ryter Roethicle.
Wreathed Octave
Wreathed poetry is simply a natural blending of English poetry with the Celtic Welsh. Its creator George Herbert was born into a wealthy artistic family in Wales and later was educated in Trinity College, Cambridge and was unpublished until after his death. It is believed that his poem A Wreath was inspired by the Welsh form Englyn cryrch which uses an internal rhyme scheme with an external one and gives a couplet scheme of:
x. x. x. x. x. x. x. a. x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b.
The red in the second line indicates that the internal rhyme can be anywhere in the first part of second line and can be a repeat word rather than a rhyme. that is the poets decision. There is no internal rhyme in the first line, It was later that poets saw the possibilities and created the octave with a rhyme scheme of:
x. x. x. x. x. x. x. a. x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b. x. b. x. x. x. x. x. a. x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b. x. b. x. x. x. x. x. c. x. c. x. x. x. x. x. d. x. d. x. x. x. x. x. c. x. c. x. x. x. x. x. d.
Here is an example of that form:
Shrouded Thoughts
Must I wait one more day to speak to you Tell you of my eternal love and desire to share. Everything I dare you know I will pursue In that pursuit, there is nothing I will not dare. Knowing you care, certain of you wanting me Especially of being betrayed in the recent past Now that is past even more I need certainty Are you my certainty and will our love last?
Ryter Roethicle
Un-wreathed Octave
Later poets realised that some Irish forms led with an internal form and from that was born Un-wreathed poetry, simply the reverse of Wreathed in that the first line starts with an internal rhyme with the second external and so on, there being no fifth line there is no external rhyme, giving it a basic rhyme scheme of:
x. b. x. x. x. x. x. a. x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b. x. b. x. x. x. x. x. a. x. c. x. x. x. x. x. b. x. d. x. x. x. x. x. c. x. c. x. x. x. x. x. d. x. d. x. x. x. x. x. c. x. x. x. x. x. x. x. d.
My Example
Form: Wreathed Octave
Homeostasis
The water from the snow today is stored away in mountains high so we’re not dry come late in May. Don’t damn the grey bleak winter sky I don’t deny fair skies are good, but fields and wood would suffer drought were they without the snow that stood; because it could we’re not without.
The following description is reposted with permission from The Poets Garret, with thanks to Jem Farmer for her help with that site.
Spenserian Stanza
Edmund Spenser used a distinctive verse form, now known as the Spenserian Stanza in several of his works, most notable is the epic Faerie Queen. The stanza has Nine lines and the main meter is iambic pentameter (10 syllables) over the first eight lines with a final line in iambic hexameter (12 syllables) Stanza’s Rhyme Scheme: is; a. b. a. b. b. c. b..c. c., and typically has a caesura, or break, after the first three feet
Forth came that auncient Lord and aged Queene, Arayd in antiquerobes downe to the ground, And sad habiliments right well beseene; Anoble crew about them waited round Of sage and sober Peres, all gravely gownd; Whom farre before did march a goodly band Of tall young men, all hable armes to sownd, But now they laurell braunches bore in hand; Glad signe of victorie and peace in all their land.
from The Faerie Queene by Edmund Spenser
The form made a comeback in the Romantic period particularly with the poets Shelley and Byron:and it may be noted that Shelley did not stick to IP
Oh weep for Adonais! — The quick Dreams, The passion-winged Ministers of thought, Who were his flocks, whom near the living streams Of his young spirit fed, and whom he taught, The love which was its music, wander not, — Wander no more, from kindling brain to brain, But droop there, whence they sprung; and mourn their lot Round the cold heart, where, after their sweet pain, They ne’er will gather strength, or find a home again.
from Adonais, An Elegy on the Death of John Keats by PB Shelley
My Example
Form: Spenserian Stanza
Untrained
One takes a mutt mitt when one walks his pup if walking upon decent city streets. If pup should poop, you ought to pick it up. I’ve special gloves made out of plastic sheets; the awkward ugliness that glove defeats. I’ve taught my pup to backup to a shrub where he calmly his nature’s call completes. It’s seldom that he ever makes a flub. the glove’s left home; I’m less well-trained, and that’s the rub.
The following description is reposted with permission from The Poets Garret, with thanks to Sarah Rayburn.
Novelinee
Created by Sarah Rayburn, the novelinee is a 9 line stanza derived from the Spenserian stanza but written in iambic pentameter or decasyllabic lines. If used as part of a sequence a variation of the closing line should be used as lead line for the next stanza. In the case of a closed novelinee the last stanza would end with a variation of the first line of the first stanza.
Stanza Rhyme Scheme: a. b. a. b. c. d. c..d. d.
Betrayal of Trust
From mists of Avalon she came in white supernova who split my heart in two and left untouched silence in endless night no skyward star to guide my passage through. While drinking wine I gave my love away for whispered promises given out of lust, believing hearts could breathe again today my dreams now lie amid unwanted dust, my heart shattered by betrayals of trust.
Sarah Rayburn
Novelinee Sequence
Sweet nightingale, unparalleled beauty, my worldly thoughts will drown in idle words, if I did not reflect the love I see, and deny love is nought but food for birds. I dream my arm is loosely round your waist, so I shall hear divinity in your song, and dream upon your eyes with loving haste, to sip from lips of wine where I belong and trust the sweetest breath will keep us strong.
With trust the sweetest breath to keep us strong, my jewel of love to whom I grant my heart, with words and smiles for days that seem so long, so fate has cast the miles to keep apart. In crystal vagaries we’re hand in hand, whilst waterfalls cascade a rhythmic beat, as when we kissed upon the golden sand, below the rugged crags in love’s retreat, our passion found in nature’s dancing feet.
When passion’s found in nature’s dancing feet, above the greenest valleys, smile Black hills, with fragrant flowers dazzling eyes shall meet, where dragonflies commingle by the rills. Your heart in truth a loving paradise, where feelings flow and openly confess, in daring glances tempting looks of ice, for you, my love, are more than words express, I can’t resist your spell of loveliness.
Sarah Rayburn
Motherland ~~~ Closed Novelinee
Across the bay where beauty waits for me, beneath the sun-kissed mountain waterfalls, enchanting eyes shall tame the wild and free, my heart is bound by love as Cymru calls. The cloudy blue of railway smoke dissolved against the ageing roofing slates of old, attractions mined before our time evolved, and children chalked their words in letters bold, when mountain streams still flowed with yellow gold.
The mountain streams that flowed with yellow gold, and wrought the wedding bands of royal kings, still whisper love and tales the bards oft told, and magic echoes o’er the valleys and springs. The land where dragons roam and wizards dwell, where singing voices set our fathers free, returning home my heart begins to swell, rejoice my pride in Wales, her mystery, across the bay her beauty stood by me.
Sarah Rayburn
My Example
Form: Novelinee
Electric Earth
This century, the twenty-first, will change forever attitudes that humans share. Relationships shall surely rearrange for we’ll have energy at last, to spare. Our batteries will be charged by the sun and oilfield ownership won’t mean a hoot. The politics of greed shall come undone. We’ll find some other reason for dispute, but gone will be our reason to pollute.
Since I found this form nowhere else, but repeated many times by different poets on The Poets Garret site, I am making assumptions based upon the poems found there.
Specifications Restated:
A 9 line poem based upon a nocturnal theme
Rhyme Scheme: abacbcdbd
Metered in iambic pentameter.
The following description is reposted with permission from The Poets Garret, with thanks to Terry Clitheroe.
Nocturna
The word was first used by Christians and was a form of night prayers Later appeared in the 18th century and was derived from the French nocturnal and was usually music inspired by the night and played at evening parties. During that time poetry was also recited.
The painter Whistler used that name in some of his paintings, they also had a night theme, which in turn inspired Chopin to write his well loved Nocturnes.
The Nocturna is basically a nine line poetry form based on the nocturne theme containing three, three line lessons recited during the night. The subject must be nocturnal and it consists of three couplets linked by the rhyme of the centre line;
a. b. a.c. b. c. d. b. d.
My Star ‘Till The Morn
She sang softly like a bird taking flight, It was then that I fell in love with her. I wanted to hear her all through the night Though the radio now plays another song, I imagined that her voice was pure sugar Her presence now haunts me all winter long I close my eyes, because a dream’s been born, I know I will see her soon this summer The woman who’s now my star til the morn.
Terry Clitheroe
My Example
Form: Nocturna
Toward Brighter Nights
Attending school and working in the day I’m occupied, but that’s not true at night. My lonely longing comes when you’re away. The moon that gave your lovely face a glow when on our swing we held each other tight brings brightness to the frigid fields of snow. For one more season we will be apart then your return shall set my ev’nings right and knowing that allows me to take heart.
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