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Within this book I will attempt to explore 46 traditional forms of poetry. My goal is not only to entertain, but also to educate the masses. I will be explaining each type of poem before I write my own poetry to follow. I hope you all enjoy.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2015
There are 46 traditional forms of poetry that I am going to display in this book. I encourage any of you who also like to write poetry to try to write some of your own poetry in these styles after reading what I have to offer. My reason for doing this is to open up the minds of those who think that all poetry must rhyme or have a set number of lines and stanzas. Poetry is a form of art, and expressing it that way can make it very beautiful to read. It is my hope that you, the reader, approach this with an open mind and heart, and let the images sink into your soul.
Acrostic Poetry is where the first letter of each line spells a word, usually using the same words as in the title.
Imperfection
I bleed because
My heart is beating
Please go
Easy on me...
Ruined my dress today
Fought with my best friend
Even my dog
Can't look me in the eyes...
Tonight I think
I'll just stay in because
Only time will tell what the
Night will bring...
A short narrative poem with stanzas of two or four lines and usually a refrain. The story of a ballad can originate from a wide range of subject matter but most frequently deals with folk-lore or popular legends. They are written in straight-forward verse, seldom with detail, but always with graphic simplicity and force. Most ballads are suitable for singing and, while sometimes varied in practice, are generally written in ballad meter, i.e., alternating lines of iambic tetrameter and iambic trimeter, with the last words of the second and fourth lines rhyming.
The Ballad of Sheri the Sweet
(Refrain)
Her eyes were wet with sadness,
Promised to marry but not in love.
Her mind on the edge of madness,
Praying for mercy from the gods above.
(I)
There once was a great Viking village,
Over yonder ice, sea, and snow.
The men loved to drink, fight and pillage,
While the women took care of home.
(II)
The king of this village was drunk with power,
He could have any woman as a treat.
The king could buy whores by the hour,
Still his eye was on Sheri the Sweet.
(Refrain)
(III)
In his lust he made a deal with her father,
To pay a handsome price for her hand.
Before the deal could go any farther,
Sheri fell on her knees upon the land.
(IV)
Sheri begged him not to choose wealth,
Over the well-being of his only daughter.
But her father turned his back with stealth,
Leaving her like a lamb to a slaughter.
(Refrain)
(V)
That day there was a wedding,
That night a celebration.
After that there was the bedding,
And Sheri's innocence was taken.
(VI)
Sheri bore him a son, an heir to his throne,
But she never once felt love.
She died the lonely one,
Still praying for mercy from the gods above.
(Refrain)