The
PUSHKIN SONNET - sometimes described as a "mettlesome creature" - is a 14-line Sonnet with rhyme scheme "ababccddeffegg". It can be read/written either one of 2 ways:
- Italian form: two quatrains plus two tercets
- English form: three quatrains plus a closing couplet
Iambic pentameter would be a good bet for meter.
Quote:
Schematic:
abab ccdd eff egg
OR
abab ccdd effe gg
Meter: xX xX xX xX xX
where "a" through "g" is the rhyme scheme, "x" & "X" the iambic pentameter
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Example 1 by
Gloria Carpenter:
Sunday Brunch
An alphabet of wings looks for its V
While others scramble through the tidepool crunch.
Two eagles swoop as if to oversee
As probing beaks feast on their Sunday brunch.
Crustacean smorgasbord, a chowder bowl
Where piquant succulence is swallowed whole.
There, washed ashore the bullwhip kelp, at rest,
A seafood bar where feeders can digest.
Abundance of the sea served to the flocks
Fresh appetizers left from ocean’s whirl,
A farewell banquet set on shells of pearl
As tide recedes uncovering the rocks.
This panorama viewed from window seat
Where poetry in ocean shared the treat!
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Example 2 by
Deborah Bel:
Hearts Calling
One year ago, there were no muddy paw
prints 'cross my white floor to clean,
or furniture scratched by tooth or claw,
or need to have dinner by five fifteen.
There was no kitty litter, I need to empty,
no bar sounds would ever break the still night,
or more interesting yet, a small town fight
and my lawn had grass and more than one tree.
But a year ago, there was no winding stream
to sit with you by, no ride in the park,
no watching the night skies with you at dark
and I couldn't hear your laugh, or see gleam
in your eyes as our furry kid's tricks do
often surprise, but I can say now, I love you.