Quiet and Deep
It was a much more casual relationship than in more modern times. 2) in the manner of shakespeare, this story's dialog is written in iambic pentameter, meant to flow in a lyrical manner.
Hue and Cry
The couplet is the traditional iambic pentameter. i like using dactylic meter because it's dramatic, especially when reading it. the stressed syllables are in bold if you want to try it!
Ballad of the Otter War
This poem follows the ballad poetic structure, written entirely in iambic pentameter. some of the rhymes feel forced, but the structure calls for fourteen of the same rhyme, so i had to use a simple word to maximize my options.
Art Exhibition & Gentrification
In a sonnet, for example, i generally have difficulty using alliteration because of the iambic pentameter, so i've learned to start including internal rhymes to improve how each verse reads.
Demon Dorms
(though, really, he shouldn't have been complaining, because mocking english majors in iambic pentameter was a favourite pastime of his.)
Paint the Town Red - Chapter 1
I've tried a bit of everything, some haikus, limericks, free verse, iambic pentameter; i even tried writing an epic poem once!" "why'd you stop?" kerry asked.
I've Lost Count of the Homes That I Have Lost
I've lost count of the homes that I have lost. One time too many I've been driven out. On futile search my substance to exhaust, In barren soil to sow my crop of doubt. I am no longer young. My years have worn Onto the age I ought to put down...
Blank Verse Essay On the Treachery of Hope
You must learn how to live and not to hope For hope will be a luxury ere long. For hope can be both manacle and chain. For hope can keep you too spellbound to run Until the waters rise too high, and boil. You would not be the first. In ages...
Either Your God Hates Me Or Your Religion Doesn't Work
If you are queer, and still hold to some faith Of whatsoever christian sect, then I Have no desire to undermine with doubt What must remain a precious source of strength, And must have been most difficult to keep. So please do not regard what I...
Account of Presumed Ecstatic Experience during Initiation Rite in Unidentified Mystery Religion
It doesn't really matter how I died. Whether of time or tide or tiredness, But after this, the journey of my life I woke, to find myself in a dark wood. The way was lost, the night was long, and I Was more alone than I had ever been. It...
Ragnarok - I
Somewhere it was autumn, and the trees Hung undecided, torn between the fear Of concrete skies and black obsidian nights And clung to fading leaves, yet still they felt A dark desire to let the summer drop, To scatter to the wind their...
Ragnarok - VII
"I died not," Varr breathed shallowly, "I woke Midmorning, by a gentle brook. How far I'd skirmished from satanic swamplands I Had no surmise. Three days I nursed my wounds, And then I took the mission meant for Luke, To warn the Old Man. As I...