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Fun with Forms #4: The Quatern (level 2)
A QUATERN is a sixteen line French form composed of four quatrains. It is similar to the kyrielle and the retourne poetic forms, in that it has a refrain (repeated line). The refrain line is in a different place in each quatrain. The first line of stanza one is also the second line of stanza two, the third line of stanza three, and the fourth line of stanza four. A classic quatern has eight syllables per line, and it does not have to have any set meter or rhyme scheme. You can however adapt either of these, as long as the refrain cascades down through the four quatrains (stanzas). — Example here: https://theprose.com/post/739999/not-quite-sleeping — (Please tag me in the comments of your entry)
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Fun with Forms #4: The Quatern (level 2)
A QUATERN is a sixteen line French form composed of four quatrains. It is similar to the kyrielle and the retourne poetic forms, in that it has a refrain (repeated line). The refrain line is in a different place in each quatrain. The first line of stanza one is also the second line of stanza two, the third line of stanza three, and the fourth line of stanza four. A classic quatern has eight syllables per line, and it does not have to have any set meter or rhyme scheme. You can however adapt either of these, as long as the refrain cascades down through the four quatrains (stanzas). — Example here: https://theprose.com/post/739999/not-quite-sleeping — (Please tag me in the comments of your entry)
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dctezcan in Poetry & Free Verse
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A breath before dying

The days seem long, the years go fast

ephemeral, it cannot last

life, love, the memories you share

dream of forever if you dare;

blink and the present becomes past

the days seem long, the years go fast

the path behind a vivid guide

death lies ahead, you cannot hide;

you gave your life for this moment

was it worth it? Do you own it?

the days seem long, the years go fast

the echos of yesteryear are vast;

do you rejoice in existence?

Meet time's passage with resistence?

Enjoy it all! The die is cast!

the days seem long, the years go fast.

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Fun with Forms #4: The Quatern (level 2)
A QUATERN is a sixteen line French form composed of four quatrains. It is similar to the kyrielle and the retourne poetic forms, in that it has a refrain (repeated line). The refrain line is in a different place in each quatrain. The first line of stanza one is also the second line of stanza two, the third line of stanza three, and the fourth line of stanza four. A classic quatern has eight syllables per line, and it does not have to have any set meter or rhyme scheme. You can however adapt either of these, as long as the refrain cascades down through the four quatrains (stanzas). — Example here: https://theprose.com/post/739999/not-quite-sleeping — (Please tag me in the comments of your entry)
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minou in Poetry & Free Verse
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summer rain.

The heat of summer days dies fast

Dew lingers here as sticky sweat

I watch the little boats sail past

The saccharine heat suffocates

Ravens haste by the prided sun

The heat of summer days dies fast

The frigid rain crashes and runs

Why didn’t I see the storms brew

My hands don't hold me as yours cast

The rain is choking down my throat

The heat of summer days dies fast

I miss the warmth of smiles now lost

There are new hues the rains revealed

I’ve learned to breathe without heats breath

The sweet smell of fresh pavement pealed

The heat of summer days dies fast

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Fun with Forms #4: The Quatern (level 2)
A QUATERN is a sixteen line French form composed of four quatrains. It is similar to the kyrielle and the retourne poetic forms, in that it has a refrain (repeated line). The refrain line is in a different place in each quatrain. The first line of stanza one is also the second line of stanza two, the third line of stanza three, and the fourth line of stanza four. A classic quatern has eight syllables per line, and it does not have to have any set meter or rhyme scheme. You can however adapt either of these, as long as the refrain cascades down through the four quatrains (stanzas). — Example here: https://theprose.com/post/739999/not-quite-sleeping — (Please tag me in the comments of your entry)
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REllyn in Poetry & Free Verse
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the Fall

The air was cleared. It was the fall

When someone had informed us all.

We ran to see, hearts on our sleeves,

Effused were we with sense of pall.

The planes came down from all around,

The air was cleared. It was the fall.

This wasn’t mere coincidence.

These acts were sure intentional.

Ay, wat’ry graves were adequate

To lay these ruffians to rest.

The air was cleared. It was the fall.

No eye had seen such sight before.

Each year, we turn our thoughts to this

And honor what ensued after.

Pearl Harbor harbored more than pearls.

The air was cleared. It was the fall.

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Fun with Forms #4: The Quatern (level 2)
A QUATERN is a sixteen line French form composed of four quatrains. It is similar to the kyrielle and the retourne poetic forms, in that it has a refrain (repeated line). The refrain line is in a different place in each quatrain. The first line of stanza one is also the second line of stanza two, the third line of stanza three, and the fourth line of stanza four. A classic quatern has eight syllables per line, and it does not have to have any set meter or rhyme scheme. You can however adapt either of these, as long as the refrain cascades down through the four quatrains (stanzas). — Example here: https://theprose.com/post/739999/not-quite-sleeping — (Please tag me in the comments of your entry)
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GerardDiLeo in Poetry & Free Verse
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A Lot to Take In

I know it's a lot to take in

My omnipotence to crush you

You're correct to feel safe with me

While our rapport remains intact

My omniscience allows whole truth

I know it's a lot to take in

I can follow your thoughts and whims

Vigilant for errant desires

My omnipresence--thousand eyes

To see you and watch over you

I know it's a lot to take in

But I'll be there when you falter

Omnifarious, I am all

These things to overpower you

To outthink and see you always

I know it's a lot to take in

A QUATERN is a sixteen-line French form composed of four quatrains. It is similar to the kyrielle and the retourne poetic forms, in that it has a refrain (repeated line). The refrain line is in a different place in each quatrain. The first line of stanza one is also the second line of stanza two, the third line of stanza three, and the fourth line of stanza four. A classic quatern has eight syllables per line, and it does not have to have any set meter or rhyme scheme. You can however adapt either of these, as long as the refrain cascades down through the four quatrains (stanzas). — Example here: https://theprose.com/post/739999/not-quite-sleeping — (Please tag me in the comments of your entry)

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Fun with Forms #4: The Quatern (level 2)
A QUATERN is a sixteen line French form composed of four quatrains. It is similar to the kyrielle and the retourne poetic forms, in that it has a refrain (repeated line). The refrain line is in a different place in each quatrain. The first line of stanza one is also the second line of stanza two, the third line of stanza three, and the fourth line of stanza four. A classic quatern has eight syllables per line, and it does not have to have any set meter or rhyme scheme. You can however adapt either of these, as long as the refrain cascades down through the four quatrains (stanzas). — Example here: https://theprose.com/post/739999/not-quite-sleeping — (Please tag me in the comments of your entry)
Lou1913 in Poetry & Free Verse
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Souvenir

A souvenir for my carved soul,

The moment freezes as I fall.

You let us burn in the hallway,

I staggered through flames, you didn't stay.

All the shades incurved in my mind,

A souvenir for my carved soul.

A ray from outside makes a sign,

Tarnishing this scene, so dismal.

The sounds resonate through my core,

The rattle when you made us unmorred,

A souvenir for my carved soul,

Smirching when we were etheral.

And I muffle my screams in your sheets,

Your scent makes me bend to my feet,

Salt streams incept my renewal,

A souvenir for my carved soul.

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