Clogyrnach Poems
Besides being another intriguing word to say 'clogyrnach' is also a poetic form, both challenging and engaging to write.
A form of poetry, Welsh in origin, typically a six-line, syllable driven stanza with an ab rhyme scheme:
Line 1: 8 syllables with an a rhyme
Line 2: 8 syllables with an a rhyme
Line 3: 5 syllables with a b rhyme
Line 4: 5 syllables with a b rhyme
Line 5: 3 syllables with a b rhyme
Line 6: 3 syllables with an a rhyme
The Wind On A Winter's Night
A winter's night, without the moon
The wind directs the fall leaves -swoon
It rattles the doors
Shaking trees, it soars
The night roars
Wild tunes.
©Alan j Wright
It is once again Poetry Friday and our host this week is Irene Latham. Irene is exulting all things autumnal in her post.Please call by to find out more and discover links to other poets as well.
Ooh, I love what you did with this form! (You make it look easy, and I am sure it is not.) I especially love the last line—listening to "wild tunes" is one of my favorite things. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteThank you Irene. I must confess it took some pushing and shoving to get the words to finally slot into place. It became an exercise in stickability- but I enjoyed the challenge. Glad you appreciate the ending. It pleased me too-even when it arrived late!
DeleteLovely form and poem, Alan. I also love Wild tunes, which is what I listen to when I walk. I have to try this and wrote down the scheme. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteGrazie Janice! The notion of wild tunes in wild untamed places has much appeal. Best wishes with your Clogyrnach!
DeleteThanks for introducing us to a new poetic form. Great job!
ReplyDeleteThe pleasure was mine Jama...
DeleteWe have this weather coming soon, so I'm glad to read a poem for it, Alan. As Irene said, you made it look easy! I had to look up how to pronounce the form, too. Fun!
ReplyDeleteA weather appropriate poem Linda. What synchronicity... As I admitted to Irene, I had to herd the words into their allotted spaces.
DeleteOh, the rattling and roaring. A good winter storm is swoon-worthy, indeed! I've written one clogyrnach--several years ago. It's a form I'd like to revisit!
ReplyDeleteTime to revisit the Clgyrnach Laura! Batten down the hatches the storm is nigh...
DeleteThanks for the introduction to a new poetry form, Alan. I love the feeling evoked in your poem. It made me want to crawl under a soft quilt. The music of the wind is certainly a wild tune.
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome Rose. Stay snug when the those night storms descend.
DeleteWell played! Now I want to write a clogyrnach!
ReplyDeleteThank you Mary Lee. Go Clogyrnach!
DeleteAlan, I always know I'll find something to spark an idea when I visit your posts. Your clogyrnach is wonderful and I especially like those "wild tunes". I'm definitely going to play around with this form! Thanks!
ReplyDeleteThank you Molly for your generous remarks. I wish you well on your Clogyrnach project. The wild tunes finish seems to have garnered approval.
DeleteAnother new form to me, and you did a great job with it!
ReplyDeleteThank you Ruth. There are so many opportunities to embark into the unknown. Poetry is no different. A new challenge is exhilarating, a brand new learning experience.
DeleteAlan, thanks for this new poetic form. Your example for us is so lovely that I would love to have you offer it for a winter gallery of mine. Since I did not have an offering for my summer gallery that I am about to post the last section, I looked back into my gmail and found a lovely one from 2017 that I am going to insert. Think fall and send me one of your autumn image poems and if you like, the winter poem above. So much to love about this new poetic format.
ReplyDeleteAlan, I was just lost in playing with this new form for a while. It is very interesting. Yes, challenging and engaging, and I'm sure very satisfying when you get it just right. I can hear the night roaring wild tunes! Well done.
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