Type:  Structure, Metrical Requirement, Rhyme Scheme Requirement, Stanzaic
Description:  Six-line stanzas of eight-syllable lines rhymed either aabccb or ababcc.
Origin:  Spanish
Schematic:  Rhyme: aabccb or ababcc
Meter: xxxxxxxx
Rhythm/Stanza Length: 6

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The Sextilla or sextuplet is originally a Galacian-Portuguese stanzaic form of the 14th century and can be found among the Cantigas with several rhyme variations. However the form as it has developed has now been limited to one of two rhyme schemes. The most famous sextillas are by Spanish poet Jorge Manrique Verses by the Death of His Father in 80 stanzas. 

The Sextilla is:
• stanzaic, written in any number of sixains.
• syllabic, most often 8 syllables per line, but sometimes less. (remember in Spanish prosody the syllable count really depends on where the last accented syllable falls, so a 7 syllable or a 9 syllable line can both be counted as 8 syllables.)
• rhymed, either aabccb or ababcc (When rhymed in the later scheme it is sometimes called a sestina. This should not to be confused with the more popular, French Sestina in which end words are repeated in lexical order).

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My example

The Sun’s Set (Sextilla)

He stands there looking like he knows
the secret of how our sun glows.
A myth has been well propagated
that power – nuclear’s the source
(it fit the theory once of course),
but now new theories are debated.

Electromagnetism’s strong
and gravity alone is wrong.
The Birkland currents tell us how
but men are far from knowing why,
their power source, when will they die.?
Forecasting future’s out for now.

Since everything’s uncertain kid,
Let’s live today, be gald we did.
I’ll swing with you, you swing with me;
we’ll take a cruise beneath that sun
devoting time to having fun
The here and now is fine for me.

© Lawrencealot – August 20, 2014

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  • The Veltanelle is a stanzaic form created by Velta Myrtle Allen Sanford.
  • The Veltanelle is:
    • stanzaic, written in no more than 3 sixains.
    • syllabic: 10/6/10/6/10/10 syllables per line.
    • rhymed ababcc dededeff ghghghii.
My Thanks to Judi Van Gorder for the wonderful resource at PMO
My example poem
Anything’s Inside     (Veltanelle)
This floor and I were hiding in a tree.
along with many things.
It took the work of man to set us free
as we hid in the rings.
It took some skill to find us, that is true.
Imagine what might be inside of you.
© Lawrencealot – April 7, 2014
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Wordflair is a refrain form invented by -Lilac_Thoughts- of Allpoetry.
Stanzas…minimum of two, maximum of five -(crown)
Six lines per stanza.
Line…1 ONE SINGLE WORD…to convey mood and theme
Lines… 1, 2, 3, 4, rhyming scheme: abab
Lines… 5 and 6 is a rhyming couplet: cC
Line six of the first stanza is repeated in the last line of following stanzas.
Note:  Although a specific Line length and meter are NOT requirement, they  are not prohibited.
Here is an example by the author:
~ Poetry Bluebird ~
he flew into my life from out of the blue
a gifted poet whose works I’d recommend
A handsome little bird breezed right through
with a song in his heart he soared so bright
carrying a radiance of sapphire skies upon wings in flight
he’s suffered the loss of a chick from his nest
but true bluebird style he’d never complain
Perched among blossoms, he’d say he was blessed
darting above rainbows with poems to recite
carrying a radiance of sapphire skies upon wings in flight
downey feathers cascaded down to my page
he fluttered to cavity abode, in an old review
New friend, beautifully captured in gilded cage
caught in the imagery of a poets delight
carrying a radiance of sapphire skies upon wings in flight
comes through the seeds of tender communication
woven lines of weed, from streamside imagination
Harbinger of happiness and purest infatuation
emerged at my lowest he inspired me to write
carrying a radiance of sapphire skies upon wings in flight
 Here is my attempt at a crown of Wordflair stanzas:
“Dee’s Blooms”
I merely stopped as one of those who were
impressed by Roxy’s virtuosity
I had no plans to buy and that’s for sure.
One bold and pretty image of a tree
The limbs were reaching out it seems, for me.
I walked away, intrigued to view the other art;
determined not to buy I found that I’d recanted
“Dee’s Blooms” had pulled me gently back by soul and heart.
A captivated soul not wanting free,
The limbs were reaching out it seems, for me.
I fumbled to withdraw my cash
my anxiousness could not be quelled.
My purchase was not one bit rash.
I knew I’d bought excellent quality
The limbs were reaching out it seems, for me.
The blossoms were inert within the store.
At home they often have a vivid scent.
If ideas entertained by me were sore
the flowers stank; if not, most sweet they’d be.
The limbs were reaching out it seems, for me.
I’ve grown in life and love and wit
“Dee’s Bloom” has served as my connection.
to making decisions that fit.
So I thank Roxy for that tree.
The limbs were reaching out it seems, for me.
(c) Lawrencealot – August 11, 2013
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