“Forgive”, this faux-iambic decasyllabic rubric

Hi. Welcome to this dusty and little
cobwebbed corner of the world wide sandbox;
where over a mote, the smallest tittle,

petulant kids throw sand and shout: “A pox!
A pox on your nose, and your rump to boot!”
A boot to their rumps and no cakes of chocs.

Be it sand in eye, or mouth filled with foot,
our rash words sadly are oft overlooked:
Beware splinters and logs in eyes take root.

Blind to our pride, Charon’s boat ride soon booked,
a one-way ticket to warm climes and sand,
of fire and brimstone, our rumps well-cooked.

Humbled and broken, and with hat in hand,
mumbled sorries – to reconcile we seek.
“Forgive”, the highest virtue in the land,

The earth, and all happiness, to the meek.

(Mostly-iambic decasyllabic rubric in terza rima pattern a la Dante.)

An irreverent limerick in tercet rime-r,
and in irredentistic not-so-iambic pentameter.
First cloddishly posted in this comment hither.

(Above is a 12/16/12 syllabic intro with a purring outer. Ha, I’m losing my edge. Literally.)

4 thoughts on ““Forgive”, this faux-iambic decasyllabic rubric

  1. A deftly crafted charming little poem, delightfully woven with the same thread as Dante’s. Who could string together such clever, sparkling pearls of allusions with such scintillating wits? I would have thought it’s Dante himself, had it not been for the touch of playfulness that is redolent of a more modern spirit…perhaps John Donne or a Don…! Pray, when would you write more poems to regale your charmed audience?

  2. Haha! You are too kind…

    Dante weaves and stitches fine embroidered silk; I just cobble and collage together a rough quilted patchwork of coarse lines and throwaway rhymes.

    Glad you liked it!

  3. Methinks it bears the stamp of a true-born poet/artist.
    You should work tirelessly in the direction of your innate talent(s).

  4. Thank you,but 愧不敢当…

    Working and running after our passions…
    Just need to have focus and restrain from jumping after all the colourful ideas in the head and overladen-ing the plate.

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