Once cast aside in a dusty mire
You cleaned and placed it by the fire
To take it to a purpose higher
My heart’s desire, My heart’s desire
The iffy thought now deemed revere
An ideate I have no fear
Its impish voice whispers so clear
Within my ear; within my ear
The blade left there for me to see
The flames illume its true decree
You know that I won’t let it be
It calls to me; it calls to me
From thought to act it came to be
The one swiftly incised is me
Drenched within the scarlet spree
I smile with glee; I smile with glee
I take purchase upon the floor
And leave a gift you can’t ignore
You’ll find me smiling by the door
But I’m no more, no, I’m no more
This went unexpectedly dark. Among the Muse it is usually Calliope and Erato who have my ear, but this time it was Melpomene who called loudest.
dVerse Poets Pub | Poetry Form: Monotetra
Grace tends the bar and challenges us to write a Monotetra.
The monotetra, a poetic form created by Michael Walker, must be written in tetrameter, either iambic or trochaic, approximately 8 syllables per line. Each stanza is a quatrain (four lines), that is monorhymed. The fourth line of each stanza must be a dimeter, or 4-syllable phrase, that is repeat twice.
The stanza structure:
Line 1: 8 syllables; A1
Line 2: 8 syllables; A2
Line 3: 8 syllables; A3
Line 4: 4 syllables, repeated; A4, A4
This poem can be as short as 1 or 2 quatrains and as long as a poet wishes.
Raivenne-lations 
I was not expecting the twist to darkness, but it’s so well written and haunting. How chilling!
Thank you Lucy. It seems those of us who went dark went really dark with this form.
You’re welcome! I’m wondering if there’s a pattern here—writing for the form already being dark, gothic poets and going really dark with it. 😂
The dark ending was a complete surprise. The poem certainly kept our interest!
Thank you, Beverly.
Raivenne this reads like a Shakespearean tragedy, especially at the end. Sometimes the darkness needs to take the reins. Beautiful by so sad.
Hello darkness my old friend… Thank you, Lisa.
You’re welcome.
Well that took quite a dark turn in the end. I like how you told a journey with the poetry form – specially your end rhyme words.
Thanks, Grace. It surprised even me with where it went.
It took a turn suddenly. Very well-written.
That it did. Thanks, Paean.
Excellent! Suicide must be in the air Raivenne, because just as you, so I too went there — yes, I too went there… 😏
Yes, you, Lucy and I took the same very dark path indeed. As long as it’s solely words on paper, Rob. Thanks.
Deliciously dark and haunting! I especially like; “From thought to act it came to be/The one swiftly incised is me.” It’s amazing where the muse can take us sometimes 🙂
Thanks, Sanaa. Melpomene certainly took the reigns for this one and held tight.