I wanted to find some interesting styles of poetry for 2022. Metered poetry has always been a challenge for me. I discovered I subconsciously avoided the challenge of dabbling in this particular writing pattern. This year I decided to spread my wings and fly into the face of the storm. I stumbled across the Aquarian by accident and thought it might be interesting to play with this metered style during the last part of January and the entire month of February. This I will call this one Chasing Rabbits.
I am discovering this style of poetry is harder than it first appeared. You only have to develop fourteen syllables for each stanza, but sometimes you want to write more. Plus, I find the constant counting of the syllables distracting. I also have to fight the urge to create rhythms. These short poems have gotten darker, and I am not sure why. Maybe it’s caused by the dark winter or all the conflicting messages we get these days.
About the Aquarian and Chasing Rabbits
Maris Mazz created this metered style of poetry.
Each stanza has lines of 2/4/6/2 syllables. They can have any number of stanzas creating multiples of 4 lines. However, they don’t need to rhythm.
A blog post by Crandew inspired this Aquarian.
Chasing Rabbits Chasing Rabbits down an Invisible black hole Searching For a Truth you can’t find Clever, bright white bunny Rabbit Sometimes Acting the part Of cartoon character Elmer Fudd was Assigned to me By the invisible Hand of My tough Creator who is A talented artist Brushstrokes With a Firm steady hand But why did he draw me Always Chasing The same pesky Rabbit down endless holes When I Longed for A simple meal Beside a nice warm fire And then The day Spent chasing a Pesky rabbit the same Dark hole You wrote It in the script Bugs Bunny always wins The race
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Poor old Elmer. He must hate that pesky wabbit but I enjoyed your lovely poem.
Thank you.
You are very welcome.
Well, he never did take that left at Albuquerque. What are the things we chase? Too many, I suppose. I like your mention of the meal at home.
Thank you. i think he planned to serve rabbit.