Every body drained of its blood, He came to be known as the Leech. While screams filled his mind like a flood, He quilled stirring ballads for each. For months, he'd observe them closely, Even learned their manners of speech. They were local heroes, mostly; He quilled stirring ballads for each. He would softly interview them, Even as they'd mercy beseech, But the warm ink would not be stemmed; He quilled stirring ballads for each.
A Kyrielle is a French form of rhyming poetry written in quatrains (a stanza consisting of 4 lines), and each quatrain contains a repeating line or phrase as a refrain (usually appearing as the last line of each stanza). Each line within the poem consists of only eight syllables. There is no limit to the amount of stanzas a Kyrielle may have, but three is considered the accepted minimum.
Some popular rhyming schemes for a Kyrielle are: aabB, ccbB, ddbB, with B being the repeated line, or abaB, cbcB, dbdB.
Mixing up the rhyme scheme is possible for an unusual pattern of: axaZ, bxbZ, cxcZ, dxdZ, etc. with Z being the repeated line.
The rhyme pattern is completely up to the poet.
20 thoughts on “Red rum, or: Ink wells”
💙 Diana 💙 – Thank you!
Horrifying. The words creep into you leaving you numb.
💚 Terveen 💚
Great read, well written, clever both in subject and its form.
💙 Paul 💙 – much appreciated!
This is quite dark and haunting but so well done.
💗 Deepthy 💗
Great poem!The picture on top almost made me freak out 😂
hey – you’re the one who asked me about horror movies, aren’t you? 😉
Haha yeah, but I didn’t see that one coming!I expected some wine bottle or something else..complete surprise.
Wow! Powerful! I think you have a movie plot pitch here!! Or next bestseller horror novel.
💜 Thanks, Matthew 💜
How very dark & disturbing of you…
😈 Tina 😈
That just about sums it up 😉
Nice job David. I hope I never meet him.
🥰 Lauren 🥰 ~ thanks!