In honor of Valentine’s Day, my poetry group did a writing exercise wherein each person contributed a phrase about the source of love.
A few days after the meeting, our fearless leader Steve arranged
the phrases (verbatim) into a poem which he sent to us via email:
They say that love is never lost, so why can’t I find it?
Love comes from love
Innate, hard-wired unless over-written by Fortune or Fate
a cookie pan
Love–divine–like birds, always there, even in winter
When in the midst of pouring rain, a smile warms the day
He challenged us to re-work it if we wished. Woo-hoo! A batch of free verse phrases crying out for structure, a form… This sounds like a job for JustJoan! But what form would I use? Which one would do justice to this wide variety of ideas and images? Naturally occurring rhymes were scarce, so I began with syllabic forms: eintou, cinquain, haiku, and diminished hexaverse. I figured I’d hit on the right one sooner or later.
I got lucky on my first try, but kept on going. Perhaps one of the other forms would work better. What I found, to my surprise, is that they all worked. Emboldened, I decided to try a couple forms with rhyme and refrain: lai and rondelet. With a few synonyms and a touch of creative license, these also worked. I added an acrostic for good measure. You guessed it, it worked. I’d always believed that words suggested their own poetic form, but maybe verse in search of an outlet finds one in whatever form it is offered. Without further ado, poems about love:
Eintou Septet
7 lines
Syllables 2 / 4 / 6 / 8 / 6 / 4 / 2
LOVE IS
constant
like winter birds
warm smiles on rainy days
divine, innate, subject to Fate
never lost, hard to find
on cookie pans
from love
Cinquain
5 lines,
Syllables 2 / 4 / 6 / 8 / 2
LOVE
Warm smiles
Birds in winter
Never lost, hard to find
Divine, Innate, on cookie pans
From Love
Haiku
3 lines
Syllables 5 / 7 / 5
HAIKU
Love is never lost
Found in smiles, birds, gods, the self
and on cookie pans
Diminished Hexaverse
5 stanzas, first stanza has 5 lines, each 5 syllables, second has 4 lines, each 4 syllables, third has 3 lines, each 3 syllables, fourth has 2 lines, each 2 syllables, fifth has 1 line, 1 syllable
LOVE
Around and within
Like birds, always there
even in winter
A smile that warms us
on a rainy day
Innate, and yet
subject to Fate
The divine yield
of cookie pans
Never lost
but sometimes
hard to find
Love is
born of
Love
Lai
9 lines with rhyme scheme a / a / b / a / a / b / a / a / b.
a lines have 5 syllables, b lines have 2 syllables
LOVE IS
The Divine revealed
Within us concealed
Innate
A cookie pan’s yield
A pouring-rain-shield
Smile-shaped
A Lost-Found ordeal
A spin of the wheel
of Fate
Rondelet
7 lines with rhyme/refrain scheme A / b / A / a / b / b / A.
Refrain (A) is 4 syllables, all other lines are 8 syllables, all lines written in dimeter
SOURCE OF LOVE
Love comes from love
and warming smiles on rainy days
Love comes from love
and cookie pans, and God above
Within us all, subject to Fate
It’s never lost but just misplaced
Love comes from love
Acrostic
The first letters of each line spell something related to the poem
LOVE
They say that love is never lost so
How come I can’t find it?
Even in winter it is there, like birds
Smiles that warm us in the midst
Of pouring rain. Divine. Innate.
Unless overwritten by Fortune or Fate
Really, it is borne on cookie pans
Chocolate Chip Love, Oatmeal Love
Ephemeral and yet, everlasting
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You’re making me love poetry. I didn’t like the initial arrangement of haphazard phrases. But I liked the way you arranged them, in each metered form. I don’t know what it is about the metered patterns you use, but that seems to be the key for making a poem special to read. At least for me.
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Thanks, Tippy. This exercise was a revelation. I have always wondered how I “just knew” what form a poem wanted to be. The answer is simple; words bend themselves to fit into any form we choose for them. Syllabic poems have a mathematical appeal, rhymes are pleasing to the ear, combinations of the two delight people who enjoy solving puzzles. I’ll bet you are in that category. 🙂
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I think I see. I could well be.
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Lovely
Outstanding
Vibrant
Exquisite
Love it. 👍👍
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Thanks, PB. What you wrote there could be a poem, 2/3/2/3/2. This collection is like people’s life stories, all basically the same and yet, all different. 🙂
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, 😂😂😂
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Enjoyed reading all the different styles. The last 3 were my favorites with the Rondelet being the best. 🙂
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Thanks, JR. I liked the rondelet too, because I enjoy puzzles and it has the most rules. But the lai and diminished hexaverse were my favorites. My fellow poets were all over the map as far as which one they liked best. This collection is like a box of assorted chocolates–creams, jellies, caramels, truffles, nuts, plain–something for everyone. 🙂
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You are welcome and I will take an assorted box of chocolates anytime! 🙂
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The many looks of love. Delightful!
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Thanks, Snoozin! Love trying on different outfits, pick your favorite. 🙂
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Acrositcs have always been my favorite type of word puzzle, so I’ll have to go with that.
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How creative you are! As you (almost) said in your intro, maybe love, like verse, in search of an outlet finds one in whatever form it is offered”
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Thanks! I audited a college-level poetry class in 2015, just for fun. One of our ongoing assignments was a journal about our “poesy process.” I had always assumed that words suggested their own poetic form and I was adept at figuring out what form they wanted to be. I now see it was entirely up to me, a game I could not lose. I like your parallel of love and verse, so true. 🙂
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How wonderful. I’ve learned so much from this first post as a new follower. I see your always witty/insightful comments to Circumstance227 and it appears we are kindred. Nice to meetcha!
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Welcome, Alison! Glad to have you on board. Feel free to browse the JJ42 archives, you might discover we’re even more kindred than you thought. There are pieces about my political leanings, my pets, my dislike of technology and gadgets, an epic fail at the grocery’s self-check lane, my adventures in RV-ing, even the contents of my purse and refrigerator door. 227 is one of my favorite bloggers. I’m always up for a rant about Twump, a chicken story, or an update on Vera’s overuse of cleaning supplies. 🙂
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We definitely have 227 in common. She is my best blogger friend. I look forward to getting to know you better, Joan!
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This is one of the most creative takes on verse and form that you’ve demonstrated, Joan. I’m impressed, as always ❤
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Thanks, KE. It was a fun challenge, an experiment that yielded a valuable poesy lesson. 🙂
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Interesting to read these different forms. Thanks for writing them all!
The less-is-more haiku appealed most to me.
(Has anyone else noticed that sometimes in haiku, especially modern less formal ones, whatever it is that’s being described in lines one and two can end in a sort of ‘reveal’ line three?
That’s what ‘and on cookie pans’ did for me. 🙂
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Howdy, C. Glad you enjoyed my multi-form tribute to love. To me, Haiku is like a one-bite brownie: small, but the first bite is always the best one anyway, the most satisfying. The cookie pan ended up where it did for exactly the reason you cited, thanks for noticing. As for less-is-more, I never write poems longer than one page, in the modern age of memes and 40-character tweets, I feel it asks too much of the reader. Thanks for stopping by JJ42, come again. 🙂
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I’ve always suspected cookies were synonymous with love… 😛
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They are, if you make them with real butter and joy in your heart. 🙂
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