Tempus fugit-ives, or: Gunfight

My 2nd Byr a Thoddaid

Creaking; I sit; is that my back?
Shifting old office chair a crack;
Base squeaking, as I tilt backwards a bit -
With wit whetting my words.

Poems come 'tween work assignments.
Concepts clear as I refine 'em;
Keyboard, clack-clacking, shapes dark produces -
Nooses loosened escape.

Fugitives run through our office;
Colleagues somehow(?) see naught amiss.
I marshal thoughts, whooping, into verses -
Their cursing they shall rue!

Byr a Thoddaid

A Welsh syllabic quatrain form. It consists of two couplets, either of which can appear as the first couplet of the stanza. One couplet consists of two eight-syllable lines that rhyme with each other. The other couplet consists of one ten-syllable line and one six-syllable line. The ten-syllable line has a rhyme before the end in the seventh, eighth, or ninth syllable that rhymes with the end of the six-syllable line. Syllables after the rhyme will have some correspondence with the beginning of the six-syllable line. This correspondence might be alliteration, rhyme or assonance.

A byr a thoddaid verse might look like:




Where the 1 represents the association through assonance, alliteration, or rhyme; the โ€œaโ€ and โ€œbโ€ are the more normal rhymes.

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Ben Harper (b. 1969)

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26 thoughts on “Tempus fugit-ives, or: Gunfight”

  1. You are so good at this, David. Having read your explanations, the analytical me tends to examine form, but very quickly your words win out, and I just flow with them with the dearest pleasure.

  2. This poem amused me and then delighted as I read it a second time with an eye to the form! This is NOT one that I will ever attempt (unless it is under duress and a matter of life or death). I fear it requires a more nimble mind that I possess!

  3. “I marshal thoughts, whooping, into verses -”
    Ahh it’s is the best feeling ever when you find your words create the same atmosphere thoughts did.
    I find the form itself rather confusing but the poem is beautifully penned!

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