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Friday, May 6, 2016

Writing Exercise - The Terza Rima


 By Ashley Lister

When I make love, don’t think me crass
I’m sharing this in secret now
I like a finger up my ass


I know it does not sound highbrow
I know it sounds like I’m depraved
But ass-fingers make me say wow


And likely I am pleasure’s slave

The Terza Rima is originally an Italian form that’s been used by Milton, Shelley, Byron, Frost and Dante Alighieri. It’s written in tercets (three lined stanzas) with a rhyme scheme of aba bcb cdc (and so on) until the final stanza. The final stanza can either be a single line, relating back to the middle rhyme of the penultimate stanza, (yzy z) or it can be a concluding couplet (xyx zz).

The structure suits iambic pentameter or iambic tetrameter and the interlocking rhyme scheme presents a neat little form that is a challenge to write and a pleasure to read.

And likely I am pleasure’s slave
And critics claim I have no class
But when I try to misbehave


I like a finger up my ass

As always, I look forward to seeing your poems in the comments box below.

Ash

8 comments:

  1. This is so cool, Ashley! The form looks deceptively simple and breezy, yet it takes some skill to pull off. I haven't got anything available, but I'll work on it.

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  2. I look forward to seeing what you produce. As you say, it's deceptive in the way it looks so innocent, but it proves to be a little more challenging.

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    1. Innocent? Not in your hands, Ashley!

      I find this form very elegant. I'd love to come up with something though so far my well of inspiration is dry.

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    2. Lisabet - I'm incredibly innocent ;-)

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  3. Here is a little something, inspired by the nature of the form. :)

    Dance of Three by Jean Roberta

    Of all the joys I've loved since I was young,
    Attention from two lovers tops them all.
    Exploring fingers and a teasing tongue

    Prepare me for the first to fill me full.
    When love-juice soaks my sheets, the trap is sprung!
    Then three can dance a merry madrigal.

    Why turn away one suitor when two call?
    None wants one breast, one nipple, or one lung.
    I have two lower mouths (one shy and small),

    Which two can please much better than one only.
    Three sing in harmony to make a tuneful song,
    And three ensure that one is never lonely.

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    1. I don't think this concludes too abruptly but I do think there could be more content in the middle. AS it stands, I think it's well-crafted but it's left me wanting more.

      Damned good poetry.

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  4. I know I didn't conclude well. (This form makes a poet want to keep going!) I'll probably have to add more verses before wrapping up.

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