Forms of Poetry - From Sonnet to Rondeau

The sonnet's prison, fourteen lines precise, a gilded cage where emotions entice. A turn, a shift, the volta's sudden grace, a whispered secret in a measured space. The haiku's breath, a fleeting, painted scene, three fragile lines where nature's truths convene. A moment caught in syllables so few, a universe contained in morning dew. The villanelle's dance, a circling, haunting rhyme, repeated lines that echo through all time. A woven spell, a pattern tightly bound, where repetition's power is profound. The free verse flows, a river unrestrained, no rigid form, no meter preordained. A heart's raw voice, unfiltered, wild, and free, a landscape painted for all eyes to see. The ballad's song, a story told in verse, of heroes lost and ancient whispered curse. A narrative thread through stanzas long and deep, where echoes linger and old secrets sleep. The limerick's jest, a playful, silly rhyme, five lines of wit that conquer space and time. A bawdy chuckle, a moment light and brief, a fleeting laughter that offers some relief. The pantoum's weave, a mirrored, shifting grace, where lines repeat in an intricate chase. A labyrinth spun of echoes deep and vast, the past returning, shadows that still last. The rondeau's charm, a refrain's gentle call, a circling theme that captures one and all. A playful dance with rhythmic light embrace, a memory's echo in a charming space. Each style a realm, a statement so unique, where heart, mind, and soul have their own freedom to speak. A tapestry woven with threads of rhyme and meter, to capture images with strength and power. ©bfa032725