Heptameter Poems | Examples

Would You Like To Meter

Today I feel iambic! I would say
of all the meters, I like it the best.
An iamb starts with some soft sound to say
then ev'ry second syllable is stressed.

Trochees likewise, alternate their stresses;
even-numbered syllables are muted. 
Nowhere near as popular (my guess is) -
Trochee fans, though, fervently dispute it.

Feet are the units of meter - such fun!
Dactyls have syllables STRESSED/, un-/, and un-.
"T'was the Night Before Christmas" is in Anapest:
that's a foot with three syllables: un-/, un-/, and 
  STRESSED.

The meter is the pattern of the beats within a line
"Iambic" and "Heptameter" describe this line just fine.
Anapestic Tetrameter: four anapests;
and the best part of THIS lecture series? No tests!

Trimeter has three feet
Tetrameter has just four feet
Pentameter adds one foot, making five
Hexameter adds one: six feet in this beehive
Heptameter has seven feet, but now it's getting late;
and so I'll close with this (you may have guessed): 
  Octameter has eight!

written 1 July 2023

Through the Looking Glass Heptameter

alice sent-a-mental note

stans sand

A Banker Deals In Dreams

Skipping 'cross the village square
Smiling like the noonday sun
Maidens gather everywhere
Errands finished, workday done

Dresses billow in the breeze
Laughing eyes, flirtatious smiles
Skirts uplifted past their knees
Practicing their female wiles

Woke up with a grunt and moan
Glad was I the sun still shone
Got back on the cursed phone
Banker's business: contracts, loans

Timepiece now won't move at all
Maidens gone ~ my tears, they fall



    ~ Iambic Heptameter ~

Bygone Grace

Something touched me long ago in black-and-white old movies
   The sight of someone sitting down, and just before she ate
Folding hands and saying Grace, the food warm on her plate

   It never left me, truth be told, and with each passing year
When I think back to simpler times, I'm always moved to tears


                            June 26, 2019
                         Iambic Heptameter

Woebegone

Woebegone


Full fifty years ago, late summer, we had planted you...

two tiny, wispy saplings that would grow and grace our lawn.

But mother nature came...lashed her tornado to undue

your beauty with a monstrous hack that leaves us woebegone.



Sandra M. Haight

~2nd Place~
Contest: When A Fourth Line Helps It to Rhyme
Sponsor: Silent One
Heptameter - 7 feet, 9 syllables per line
Judged: 06/13/2018

A Second In Court

A Second in Court

A déjà vu to centuries past is just a quantum peak
to glimpse the courtly, avant-garde in session to critique
Baroque and Renaissance displays, pointing as they speak,
admiring slight anomaly that makes some art unique.
With ennui they gave no ear to a dilettante’s entreat
knowing only, it’s the king and queen’s élan you have to meet.
A cacophony of tongues gossiped outcomes so discreet,
stood waiting for the bona fide applause, “Oh magnifique!”
Royal people had carte blanche to make artists great or weak
sometimes not ever finding those with natural technique.

iambic heptameter  14 syllables a line

1/26/18

Standing Tall

I live next to a window where the sun shines down on me.
Oh, how I worship its life-giving, everlasting glow!
Each day I try to bend down further so my blooms can be
close to the glass and warmth of rays.  But, soon before I know,
I'm turned around to face the room where precious light is low.
Now I must work so hard each day to seek the sun for sure;
begin my driven task of rising up again, endure
the plight of struggling, turning, twisting, for I am resolved
to standing tall again, then leaning in, more sun procure.
But, 'they' seem pleased my upright beauty, for a while, is solved!


Sandra M. Haight

~7th Place~
Contest: A Poem I Wrote, Sent Drifting
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Judged: 10/11/2017

Received N/A in "Personification Of Plant"
Judged: September 27, 2017

Iambic Heptameter (14 syllables and 7 feet per line)

The River

The River


Where are you heading, rolling river, as you move along?

Where did you start your winding journey centuries ago?

What daring tales lay hidden in your soothing, rippling song?

What deep, dark secrets do you hold in mysteries below

as you now drift entrapped in nature's never-ending flow?


Sandra M. Haight

~9th Place~
Contest: Form-River Line
Sponsor: Rick Parise
Judged: 11/27/2016

Iambic Heptameter: 14 Syllables, 7 Feet Per Line

Personal Memories

Personal Memories - Three Generations


Three generations in between them now so kindly lie;

sweet great granddaughter and great grand-papa can now belie
 
those years.  She reads to him, and he so tenderly sits by...

two children now, they share these moments that now clarify

the bond of one on one where young and old does not apply.


Sandra M. Haight

~1st Place~
Contest: Personal Memories-Monorhyme Poetry
Sponsor: Laura Loo
Iambic Heptameter - 14 syllables and 7 feet per line
Judged: 03/30/2016

Used Photo #3 - Laura Loo's daughter Ella reading to her great grand-papa

Spectacular Spring

S - Splendid are those images of spring's rebirthing sign.
P - Phenomenal when first we see red robins make the scene. 
E - Eye-catching is each budding limb and wakened tender vine, 
C - captivating us with subtle springtime's haze of green.
T - Thrilling so are vivid tulips, daffodil delights;
A - amazing crocus, violets, forsythia galore.
C - Classic warming, lengthening of each new day ignites
U - unrivaled joy for springtime season long awaited for.
L - Luxurious the thrill of hope in every heart and soul,
A - astounding us as dormant seeds awake and then implore 
R - resplendent spring to rise and resurrect from winter's dole. 


January 15, 2016

~3rd Place~
Contest: Spectacular Acrostic
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Judged: 01/21/2016

The first word of each line is a synonym for 'spectacular'
Iambic Heptameter (7 feet per line)

Wonderful - Our Sun

W - Wondrous are the golden rays of each dawn's morning bliss.
O - Outstanding is its brilliant setting when the day's dismissed.
N - Notable in how it sinks behind a mountain crest.
D - Divine the sight when light peeps thru fluffy clouds compressed.
E - Eye-opening when rays reflect off sparkling waterfalls.
R - Rare times when sunset colors paint those huge red-orange balls.
F - Fabulous when sinking 'neath horizons out at sea.
U - Unbelievable eclipses with earth's moon for us to see.
L - Lovely are the days it shines with hope for you and me.


January 5, 2016

~1st Place~
Contest: Wonderful Acrostic
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Judged: 01/12/2016

The first word of each line is a synonym for 'wonderful'
Iambic Heptameter (7 feet per line)

A Child's Sky

A child's sky





Subtle emotions in heart,
till he grows up real smart,
Tears scroll down the chubby cheek,
for a toy meagre and meek!

Steals eye to slip out of house,
dad's anger is tough to douse,
The joy of winning marbles,
soon withers with growing barbels!

Mom is after for the meals,
not eating, puts her on heels,
Annoyance that ends in love,
Countless blessings from above!

Courage and zeal see no dearth,
angel gets heaven on earth,
Holy soul knows no deceit,
a child's sky has winsome fleets !!




Written Feb 18th, 2015
By Dr. Upma A. Sharma joined soup on May 16th, 2013
Iambic heptameter for Giorgio's contest

My Man Is a Big Puppet

He stands in a few distance,
His winning frame charms my eyes:
Lanky shape with flat tommy,
A broad chest seems full with brawn,
A  dark spectacle that wins,
His hair style lauds his barber;
Today I have met my dream;
I will not let him slip off,
Now I will hunt my sweet one:
So I flirt and blink my eyes ,
No I have not done enough;
I wave to hunt  my target,
My wave still misses his heart;
I cat walk and wind my waist,
Still my love will never yield,
I move to love of my heart;
Hello,I pat him in shoulder,
The guy falls flat on the floor,
In pain I ganash my teeth:
My man is a big puppet.






Heptameter.
26th Dec,2014.

Wanderings of Soul

Wanderings of soul



Couldn't see the colour of the sky,
Nor the birds, their flight so high,
The greens were lost in twilight,
Didn't you see tears in my eyes ?

My stray soul that still wanders,
Passion swamps mind that ponders,
Parallel walk yet no greet,
Will the two banks ever meet ?

Vibrant dreams await fulfil,
Desires in heart deep instil,
Quell pain of eternity,
Do I live infinity ?

Till wrinkles on skin appear,
Emotions to mind will steer,
Till rainbow in sky will fade,
Can I beat my weary jade ?

Wanderings of soul will end,
Love if you could just pretend,
Your lie would be worth a price,
Can't you see tears in my eyes ?







Written December 7th, 2014
Iambic heptameter 
For contest 'Iambic verse' by Giorgio A.V.

Now for PD's contest "Best poem of 2014 contest"
Awarded 10th place

Now entered for "Your best old poem contest" by Judy Konos
Awarded 1st place win

Entered for "Best love poem #4" poetry contest by SKAT A
Awarded 9th place win

Now entered for "Favourite" poetry contest by Casarah

Death, You Do Not Win

Death, You Do Not Win
 

The world has been unkind to me 
yet there's no where, no where to flee. 
I'll sit and take it if I must 
for all return to earthly dust. 

To cry will do no worldly good. 
Defy with spirit, as I should. 
A loss that cannot be replaced 
yet life must once again be faced. 

So here I sit and wonder how 
to stop the gloom which eats me now. 
Can it be slain with greater love 
or only healed by God above? 

Once, anger always worked for me 
but now, this time decides to flee. 
Yet I seek not its quick return 
true folly that my Soul shall spurn!
 

Robert J. Lindley, 10-05-2014

Note : Contest 
 Giorgio A. V. 
Contest Name Structured forms - Iambic verse III
You may select between Iambic tetrameter, pentameter, hexameter, heptameter (quatorzain), royal rhyme, blank verse and decapentasyllabic verse. Poems composed with different Iambic forms are accepted as well. Just specify the Iambic forms you have used, beneath the poem.
 
Form chosen , iambic tetrameter.

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