Wither, or: Whither?

An Alouette

You might nurture this,
Though some would dismiss
It: "Unworthy, consuming
Sustenance needed
By sundry seeded..."
That are already blooming.
Come, please water it,
Give it just a bit
Of attention and support.
Should this come to wilt,
Imagine the guilt...
The dry, withered words of dirt.

The Alouette

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

17 thoughts on “Wither, or: Whither?”

  1. Good one mate! … Nicely captures empathic emotions of a sensitive person. “Dry, withered words of dirt” is the “crowning touch” here. I really felt the emotions behind this poem/alouette. ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. let’s hope this is a scheduled post and not your urgent response to the poetry workshop? PS I have just emailed over my substantial first draft of 6,000 words for the ROUTLEDGE Int Handbook of Autoethnography. My brain is out-thought, so I decided not to push to the self-set time at midnight UK/9am Melbourne – which is where it’s gone. Phew. Let us know how it went @poetry-Babel.

    1. Barbara, don’t worry – this has nothing to do with Babel Poets – that was a lot of fun ๐Ÿ˜€

      I will definitely write about it, but I’m hoping to get a photo to upload with the post so I’m holding off on that.


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