My 2nd Alouette
Oft, I underrate My own some-day fate... Feeling I'm here for my child, Hoping to bequeath Firm blade for her sheath, Of many insights compiled. I'm mostly of thoughts And abandoned soughts, Verses my greatest pleasure. I pen ever more, Hoping that before End, she's sure of her measure.
This form was created by Jan Turner. Following are the rules:
- Consists of two or more stanzas of 6 lines each (12 lines or more);
- With the following set rules:
- Syllabic: 5/5/7/5/5/7
- Rhyme Scheme: aabccb
21 thoughts on “Be for, or: Before”
This is particularly beautiful.
💖 Marion 💖 – thanks.
I like how you blend this together.
You keep writing.
She’ll find her balance and voice. 🙂
Aww.. Heartfelt! ❤️❤️
Thanks, Diana ❤
Truth is in your beautiful words.
🥰 Lauren 🥰
Once you’re a parent, you’re never not one. (K)
💞 Kerfe 💞
🤗 Filipa 🤗
So very beautiful and relatable. Love it!❤️
🧡🙏🧡 Grace 🧡🙏🧡
Great use of line breaks! (and the message is timeless – every parent nods knowingly)
💚 Muri 💚
I enjoyed reading this poem.
I appreciate that, Molly 💕
Ah a lovely poem. Are children not the blades and arrows of their parents’ sheaths and quivers, I wonder?
Nicely penned piece, David
✨🧸✨ Suzette ✨🧸✨