Because it’s the 8th, I thought we might try writing in ottava rima — an Italian form that, in English, usually takes the form of an eight-line stanza of iambic pentameter, with a rhyme scheme of a-b-a-b-a-b-c-c. The most famous poem in English that uses the ottava rima form is probably Byron’s Don Juan. If you haven’t read it, it’s wickedly funny! It’s really amazing how contemporary Byron’s language is — it’s like he’s your mean-girl friend just gossiping at you in verse. But unlike Byron, you don’t have to write an entire epic in ottava rima! Just eight lines will do for now. Happy writing!
Iambic pentameter! (shakes fist) Now I remember why I hated poetry.
I am sure this poem does not have it as I am rhythmically-challenged.
For Cyprus –
Come, they said to you, my troth is in these bands
Their pledges and promises made you bolder
They held your hand while walking on ancient sands
As pebbles rolled forming a giant boulder
that flattened you, injured you try to stand
Old lovers circling and shouting “We told her”
Too late now realizing you were feckless
The tight leash around you makes you defenseless