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Mary Margaret Carlisle’ Sol Magazine  is a terrific source for poetic forms.

For this week’s poetic form, In-form Poet is attempting to make rhymers and non-rhymers alike happy.  Will we succeed?  You’ll have to tell us.  But how?  Why?  Because we will be writing the Dorsimbra.

So, what is a Dorsimbra?

According to Sol Magazine:

The Dorsimbra, a poetry form created by Eve Braden, Frieda Dorris and Robert Simonton, is a set form of three stanzas of four lines each.  Since the Dorsimbra requires three different sorts of form writing, enjambment can help to achieve fluidity between stanzas, while internal rhymes and near-rhymes can help tie the stanzas together.

Stanza One:  Four lines of Shakespearean sonnet (iambic pentameter [daDUM daDUM daDUM daDUM daDUM] rhymed abab).
Stanza Two:  Four lines of short and snappy free verse.
Stanza Three:  Four lines of iambic pentameter blank verse (un-rhymed verse), where the last line repeats the first line of Stanza One.

Here’s my attempt (and yes, you are quite right for noting that I love to use epigraphs.  You can do so too, but don’t feel as if you have to.): 


“There are no rules of architecture for castles in the sky.” ~Gilbert K. Chesterton

I watch the wisps of clouds, like dreams, drift by.
I wonder what it would be like to live
amidst cumulus turrets.  And then I
remember that clouds are more like a sieve
when it comes
to things like moats.
I could get soaked
if I forgot my umbrella.
Right now, it doesn’t look like it will rain,
but castles in the sky are changeable.
Imagination is my umbrella.
I watch the wisps of clouds, like dreams, drift by.

© copyright RJ Clarken – 2013


Ready, set…start poeming! ~RJ


Carry On.

“I read poetry to save time.” ~ Marilyn Monroe

If time stood still, would I continue on?
Would forward movement cease then to exist?
Could sun and moon be viewed from dusk to dawn,
And deadlines not be met, yet not be missed?

We all kill time
All the time
All the time
Marches on.

I have so many questions in my heart,
My mind cannot begin to comprehend.
As minutes tick, I steal away to think:
If time stood still, would I continue on?

© copyright Marie Elena Good – 2013

And hey, while you’re dashing off poetry, why not dash off to Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides to pen a “Vision” poem?  Perhaps you have a Dorsimbra Vision just dying to get out.