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Author Name: FreeWind Whisperer 2 Comments
Date Added: February 04, 2006 09:02:42 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Calm Before The Storm (Rhyme Royale)

The sky blackens in the afternoon
Knowing the rain will soon come,
Birds fly high and sing their tune
It gives plants more chances to blossom,
The skies above grow more solemn,
As the air grows so very cold,
But this storm has long been foretold.


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Comment By: PremiumDavid Turner on February 6, 2006 05:43:46 AM Report
My definition specifies that Chaucer's rhyme royale should be in iambic pentameter - however only the first line of this is so.
Iambic pentamter in English has such a lyrical beelacanto quality that it can make any drivel sound great - so it is worth getting it right. Here is a bit of my drivel:-
Of Man's First Close Escape from Woman's Wiles.

When that Eve, from Adam's oversight,
First wished to roam about their paradise
Free from his care and watchful eye
Wise Adam thought his wife's thought quite unwise
And counselled her to think anew this plan,
Since two heads better are than one, when foes
Do stir abroad seeking mischief's harm
Among the innocent followers of God.
But Eve, she would not be advised so
And pouted that close consort would disturb
Her focus on the many garden tasks,
That Adam, with his eyes, would ever stray
From watching where he worked to watching her
And such close scrutiny could only lead
To dalliance in the garden's shady haunts
With which result their labour would be lost
And supper's pleasant break be all unearned.

Must be drivel since no one commented when I posted the whole thing on the BBC site:-

Warm wishes

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on February 4, 2006 09:21:43 AM Report


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