Poetic Exploration

Fine Memories, Fine Wine & Spring Does Come - Rondelet Poem

Poetic Exploration – write a Rondelet

Fine Memories

Fine memories
Weave through my life like spider webs
Fine memories
Play on my mind like symphonies
As time moves on and life does ebb
I think back on my time with Deb
Fine memories.



Fine Wine

Fine wine ages
Cast in barrels held in the dark
Fine wine ages
Gathered, pressed through many stages
Left to mingle and make its mark
Its colour deepens; flavour sparks
Fine wine ages.



Spring Does Come

Spring does come
Slow it starts, melts down dirty snow
Spring does come
Warmth feathers breezes starts to thrum
Along my skin, it starts to glow
Flowers push through and start to grow
Spring does come.



Rondelet ▼

The Rondelet is a French form consisting of a single septet with two rhymes and one refrain: AbAabbA. The capital letters are the refrains, or repeats. The refrain is written in tetra-syllabic or dimeter and the other lines are twice as long - octasyllabic or tetrameter.

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