Daily poem: Terza Rima stanza 8

 

I listen for the blood that never sleeps

but courses day and night where green things grow,

the fur and feather-clad that fly or creep.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

11 thoughts on “Daily poem: Terza Rima stanza 8”

  1. A fascinating form. Think I’ll try it. I spent time catching up on all of them, had the tabs open one after the other and each stanza has a charm of its own. I counted the syllables in some of the stanzas and you seem to keep to a 10-syllable count while Shadow Poetry has it as an 11-syllable line. Have I missed something or are you just not worried about the syllable count?

    1. I’m pleased you’re enjoying it πŸ™‚ I don’t guarantee I’ll end up with a 31 stanza poem at the end of the month, but I’m going to try! I didn’t understand why it was 11 syllables, seems a strange number to me. If you use iambic pentameter you end up usually with 10 syllables. I’ve stuck with that.

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