Day 3 Prompt: Communication
Form: Somonka
“Memories”
I searched the pages
for the promises we said
we would keep. I could
not hear them in the words you
wrote with pens now out of ink.
I have those late night
whispers pulsating in my
fingerprints, left on
table tops we don’t sit at
anymore because you left.
I swear your tomorrows will not be the same.
Let me show you the true definition of forever.
Just kiss me like you don’t know his name.
Open your hands, release the smell of his letters.
We can find our way to being lost.
Let me show you the true definition of forever.
Exhale all the sweet nothings he whispered soft.
Lift your eyes when you hear my name.
We can find our way to being lost.
Place his midnight gaze in a flame,
burn away the weight of his promise.
Lift your eyes when you hear my name.
My arms are strong enough for you to find solace.
I’ll mend all the tears he left behind,
burn away the weight of his promise.
Walk with me, who knows what we will find.
I swear your tomorrows will not be the same.
I’ll mend all the tears he left behind.
Just kiss me like you don’t know his name.
Poetic Form #64: Terzanelle
The terzanelle form combines aspects of the villanelle and the terza rima.
The form has nineteen lines, with five triplets and a concluding quatrain. The second
line of each triplet stanza is repeated as the third line in the following stanza.
The first and third lines of the first stanza are the second and final lines of the
concluding quatrain. Traditional terzanelle poems use a consistent iambic meter,
but I did not use that in my poem.
The form is as follows:
A(1) B A(2)
b C B
c D C
d E D
e F E
f A(1) F A(2)
