I skidded into June without even tapping the brakes. Time seems to slip through my fingers the further I travel down the road. I decided to take a pit stop at the poetic form called a Dansa. This style of poetry, known as an Occitan (the official language of Catalonia) this form has no set meter. This lyrical poetry style comes from the Occitan words for “to dance.” I called this Dansa Poem The End Game.
Guidelines for writing a Dansa Poem and The End Game
*Opening quintain (Or five-line stanza) followed by quatrains (or four-lined stanzas)
*The opening line of the first stanza is the final line of every stanza
*Rhyme scheme in the opening stanza: AbbaA (Capitol represents the refrain
*Rhyme scheme in the other stanzas: bbaA
There are no other rules.
Note: I will also be adding Black Out Poems as we go along the way. I plan to keep using this style until the book I’m using runs out of pages for me to play with to create these unique and visual poems. I’m excited about jogging down this road.
The End Game The game is rigged from beginning to end The haves keep the have-nots in their place Blink your eyes and find they plan to erase Working-class with machines is the latest trend The game was rigged from beginning to end Toil your life way with a degree of grace Dare to get old and exit the race Discover there is no way for you to transcend The game was rigged from beginning to end Simple white trash in a hostile space They make you believe your life a disgrace No one here left to argue or defend The game was rigged from beginning to end Your loyalties are yours to misplace No dreams left for you to chase The leaders you trusted you can’t depend The game was rigged from beginning to end
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9 thoughts on “The End Game”
Very truthful poem, They move pieces like a chess board and we are the disposable pawns.
sadly true 🙁
You know it, gurl
Wonderfully expressed, Molly 💕🙂