Spring came with a quickening
Belies frost from days ago
The verdant grass thickening
Wraps this love in rays aglow
Summer raised up paradise
Ablaze in tender poses
Focus on the edelweiss
Blinds this love’s thorns in roses
Autumn felt the forbidden
Narrowed eyes that look away
From tears that come unbidden
Cools this love gone so astray
Winter brought down Xanadu
Once filled with hope so pleasing
In apathy’s residue
Leaves this love interred, freezing
National Poetry Month for 2021 Day 2
Has me trying a brand new form (for me): Ae Freislighe Poems
The Ae Freislighe is an old poetic form from Ireland. It has a quatrain stanzas (4-line stanzas) of only 7 syllables per line. What makes is interesting (and somewhat frustrating) is its rhyme scheme.
Lines 1 and 3 rhyme together, but they rhyme as three syllables (xxa)
Lines 2 and 4 rhyme together as two syllables (xb)
A unique element of the form is that the final syllable of the poem should be the same rhyme as the very first syllable of the poem.
An Ae Freislighe poem can be as concise as one stanza, or scale out as far as a poet wishes.