Sunday Mini Challenge

Over in the Garden, Kerry prompted us with a  Melancholia type poem.  It relies on a syllable count and rhyme scheme. 


For example:

Silently without my window,  (a)   8 syllables
Tapping gently at the pane,  (b)   7 syllables 
Falls the rain.  (b)   3 syllables
Through the trees sighs the breeze (Internal rhyme c / c) 6 syllables
Like a soul in pain.  (b)   5 syllables
Here alone I sit and weep;  (d)   7 syllables
Thought hath banished sleep.  (d)   5 syllables


This form was developed by Paul Laurence Dunbar.

© Isadora Gruye

Izy I love this photo!   So fits the mood of the season :D

Mournful cries echo in the damp chill 

silhouette outlines dark mood  

I can't speak

burning imprint, I squint  

shoulder squeeze, I gasp

gray ghost materializes

horrified I run 

eye wide awake I feel dead

a freezing chill in my bones

madness wears

 a gray face, in its place

thick black clouds hang low

A murder here, not long ago

faint whispers took my life 

(Mrs. White did it, in the dining room with a knife)

She killed Mr. Body and Prof. Plum and left

Miss Scarlett bleeding in the Library

She had been reading "Gone With The Wind"

Colonial Mustard never had a chance,

off of the Kitchen he was hung out to dry.

Mr. Green was attacked by the Venus Fly Trap,

 in the Conservatory!

Mrs. Peacock left the roost, crazy as a cuckoo

and was never heard from again.