Here I am, day fifteen, halfway there
Time to write a terza rima on…
A blank page open, I stop and stare
Wondering if I can come upon
Anything to wax poetic of…
I focus on chores, my mind is gone
One site suggests we write about love
Groceries sit out in need of my care
Housework neglected, given the shove
Attention divided spawns despair
NaPoWriMo Prompt – And now our (optional) prompt! Today, I challenge you to write a poem in terza rima. This form was invented by Dante, and used in The Divine Comedy. It consists of three-line stanzas, with a “chained” rhyme scheme. The first stanza is ABA, the second is BCB, the third is CDC, and so on. No particular meter is necessary, but English poets have tended to default to iambic pentameter (iambic pentameter is like the Microsoft Windows of English poetry). One common way of ending a terza rima poem is with a single line standing on its own, rhyming with the middle line of the preceding three-line stanza.
Okay write a terza rima about… halfway point and I’m up in the air without a parachute. I hate heights. I went over to Writer’s Digest in hopes the prompt would give me a subject. It did and a terza rima would make a great form for love or nonlove poem, but I write love poems to you know who often and I’m bored. This is why I need to decompress after April. Thirty poems in thirty days wears and tears. On top of it, Easter is this weekend. I have two weeks of housework to catch up on. So yeah, I’m punchy and this is the result. Don’t worry the groceries were put away before the poem was written.