My 1st novelinee
My parched throat stings; and when I try to form, Nought comes forth but heaving; this painful rasp. Metaphor locusts consume in their swarm... Depleted... whence... that... dry, terrible gasp? In this verse desert, there are not enough * I'm searching but cannot find quite the right * Damn... did it ring sweetly...? was it a rough * I... did it... rhyme loosely...? was... it the tight... * In//spi//ra//tion\ \fro//zen... in... dead//est\ \night
‘Something Novel in Lines’
Since today is the 9th of the 9th month it is fitting for that numeral to inform today’s d’Verse poetry form – so let’s meet the novelinee!
The novelinee is a nine-line stanza overlaid with this rhyme sequence: a,b,a,b,c,d,c,d,d in 10-syllable lines (decasyllabic) with alternate stresses (iambic pentameter).