No signs of Christmas here today;
no gifts, no feasts ‘mid festive trees,
just holly bushes born of wreaths.
No scent of pine, stench of decay
hangs heavy now from every bough,
grim garlands slung in shades of grey.
This place where joy no longer breathes;
no signs of Christmas here today.
~ This is written in Octain form.
Structure/rhyme-scheme:
Eight lines as two tercets and a couplet, eight syllables per line with the first line repeated (as much as possible) as the last. Meter is iambic tetrameter or trochaic tetrameter, but fine to just count eight syllables per line for people who prefer that. Rhyme scheme –
A-b-b
a-c/c-a
b-A
(A=repeated refrain line. c/c refers to line 5 having midline (internal) rhyme that is different to the a- and b-rhymes. Any extra midline rhyme is a bonus).
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beautifully sorrowful !! great read!
…you make it look so easy, Carys….I can see how the form allows you to explore change….it feels like a real moment..was it?
Deft and sharply focused look at something all the marketing of the holiday covers with fake snow. I tried to dent something similar with my “Advent at Dunkirk Beach, 1945” posted yesterday.