Who am I to be? I deign not to ask
A decision not mine to make alone
An ovarian joins to complete that task
I lay dormant in a state of my own
Not yet of flesh, sinew or even bone
I’m half the potential that’s yet to be
For now frozen in anonymity
National Poetry Month for 2021 Day 13 brings hope of life in a Rime Royal
The Rime Royal or Rhyme Royal stanza consists of seven lines, usually in iambic pentameter. The rhyme scheme is ABABBCC.
Yes, all of the world is a stage my friends
At least it is told what the people say
From when we begin until our time ends
Our too brief ride held in Sol’s sweet sway
And it matters not what part we will play
For as prince or pawn is roll of the die
At Act I, Scene I: curtains rise: we all cry
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Tonight at dVerse Frank challenges us to “is to write a poem with seven lines.” For those who want to go a further we are challenged to make it like a Chaucerian stanza/Rime Royal – is a seven-line poem in iambic pentameter with a rhyme scheme of ABABBCC.
dVerse Poets Pub: Meeting The Bar
