Creative Writing Class

Couplet - Dactylic Tetrameter
Falling from parachutes back where I’m bound…
Falls never hurt. It’s just meeting the ground.

Tercet – Iambic Tetrameter
Old, secret secrets, sealed in ink,
no man who holds the key can tell.
And so forever they’re untold.

Quatrain – Anapestic Tetrameter
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Villanelle
November 21, 2008

In my whispering frame I forever will stay.
Will you join in our dance through the dark corridors?
For it’s soon we’ll awake to the end of our day.

Come and spin with the skits that are dancing so gay
On the damp, once familiar, now echoing floors.
In my whispering frame I forever will stay.

Before the ball closes all shall fade to gray.
If you can, before Sun, make your way to the doors,
For it’s soon we’ll awake to the end of our day.

When the sun never sleeps, it’s always yesterday
And I’m trapped! Trapped in ignition boards.
In my whispering frame I forever will stay.

The quartets, so enticing, now wouldn’t you say?
The musicians forget to catch anymore
For it’s soon we’ll awake to the end of our day.

Once sealed with oil, some presumed to portray
Dancing souls, frozen mid-waltz evermore.
In my whispering frame I forever will stay
For it’s soon we’ll awake to the end of our day.


-MRS