Housepets: Iambic Pent-Up Peanut
Fanfiction is in semi-rhyming iambic pentameter. this is an exercise in "owletron, just because it's hard to do doesn't make it a good idea!" i apologize in advance. enjoy the ride.edit: here is a link to the art that come out of the conversation below.
The Holy Mountain of Vengeance
#4 of poetry dactylic pentameter (i think that's the correct classification for this?) is really good for doing a mythology in.
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.
Obituary Instructions
Do not call me an angel, when I'm gone. Mourn me, revere me--or not, as you choose-- But as the human person that I was. An angel is a pure celestial thing Too absolute and too ethereal For earthly things like woe or weariness, For home and...
A Far Green Country
How often have I dreamed of such a place? How often have I seen those emerald fields, And in that dream, forgotten that I dreamed, That I would wake, had woken, and my life Dissolved into a peaceful deja vu That cannot be remembered? I can...
Ghost of the Western Cretaceous Sea
You look around you and you see the peaks. You see the pine heights and the softer trees That flower on the lower, lesser steeps. You see the little rivers, shire-wise, That gently carve the foothills. And the sweep At last of desert floor....
My Little Mashup 14 - Back Toward the Future
._ after a pause, she said, "i'd expect pentameter from a place like this, not vulgar tetrameter." i cracked. "that's odd - to me, it began to form something like what you read, but now it just says 'bite me'."
Ragnarok - XV
The short pithy statements and interruptions still fitting into the iambic pentameter is profoundly satisfying.
Introduction to The Lone and Level Sands Stretch Far Away
We met two travelers to an antique land. Across the haunted stars they came in search-- While newly mated, newly hand in hand-- Of shattered remnant visage in the dirt. The one has eyes on knowledge and renown And seeks the truth whatever it may...
I Switch Off All The Lights
I switch off all the lights. Those that I love Are all abed, both in the other room And all across the city that I love. I see my way across the meagre room And to the too-tall curtains by the light Of thrift-store stained-glass lamp, by oven...
Eight Minutes and Forty Six Seconds on June Twelfth, Two Thousand Twenty
The rain continues. No thunder dares ring. No winds howl. All is silence, save the sound Of distant trucks down on the interstate. I tell myself, pretend it is the sea That all this rain, perhaps, will wash into. And I remain in silence. What must...
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...