My 2nd Cyrch A Chwta
Her room was completely chock- full of stuff no longer stocked. She'd abandoned wearing socks, for they were lost under blocks. Visitors would softly knock, rather than deal with deep shock at panes blocked off from the dawn and murals drawn in bright chalk.
Cyrch A Chwta?
(kirch a choota) An octave of seven-syllable lines rhymed aaaaaaba with cross-rhyme of b in the third, fourth, or fifth syllable of line 8.
d’Verse Quadrille #150
The above Cyrch a Chwta is my take on today’s d’Verse’s Quadrille challenge. The Quadrille is simply a poem of 44 words (excluding the title), and it can take any form. This week’s challenge was to use the word “chalk” in a Quadrille.
Let’s write poetry together!
When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.–Ben Harper (b. 1969)
Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!