Silent Night
I know what your emptiness
means for us in this moment.
Like a lost child’s faithfulness,
waiting for that wrapped present
under the tree, sorrowful
tears sting soft cheeks on Christmas.
Knowing there’s no tomorrow,
only a promise, because
I unwrapped your compromised
kisses under the darkness
of letters you plagiarized.
I know your love is starless.
Poetic Form#66: Ae Freislighe
The Irish poetic form, Ae Freislighe, is an intense rhyming form. It isconstructed with quatrain stanzas (4-line stanzas) with 7 syllables
per line. Lines 1 and 3 rhyme with three syllables (xxa) and lines 2
and 4 rhyme with two syllables (xb). The final syllable, word, or line
of the entire poem is the same as the beginning of the poem. The poem
can be one stanza or as long as the poet wants.
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