Seasons • A Poem • WCE -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Instructions: • Up arrow to move words up • Down arrow to move words down On Mobile: • Tap (and hold) top of screen to move words up • Tap (and hold) bottom of screen to move words down • Click music button to mute/unmute -------------------------------------------------------------------------- ... Hello! It's been a while since I shared a project, especially one that was writing related. Seeing this writing contest reminded me of wayyyy back when I used to enter these all the time, so I thought I'd write a poem for it — because why not? ʕ·ᴥ·ʔ Anyway... Hi Blue! It's been a while — a few years even — since we last spoke. I remember waiting for updates on The Voice (which I may, or may not, have made a reference to in this poem, hehe) ages ago — so I recognized your username straight away. Since the theme includes the past, my presence alone is probably sufficient, haha (◕ᴥ◕) This poem considers the past, but looks at the present and the future just as much. Like many poems, it can resonate in different ways for different people — but Blue, given that this is your contest, I think this one's for you in a unique kind of way, too. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Poetry Ramblings This is one of my favorite parts XD I almost NEVER write in iambic pentameter, but this time I wanted to. So the first two verses are in decasyllabic verse (that is, 10 syllables per line — didn't focus on the stress of each syllable so may or may not be iambic pentameter) BUT they're still different in form. You see, the first stanza follows an AAABBAAABBCCC rhyme scheme. Which, uh... Isn't a definitely feature of any poem style, but provides a somewhat uniform structure. The second stanza, which is still in iambic pentameter, doesn't follow any rhyme scheme (and this one DOES fit into a style — blank verse). Altogether it's shares the constraint of having a certain number of syllables, the rhyming factor is now gone. The language also becomes more informal. Now, the last two stanzas are in free verse and so aren't bound by any poetry rules. The language also stays informal — you could argue it's slightly more informal than in stanza 2, really. Anyway — what I'm trying to say is that the past referred to in the poem, contained both pleasant memories and memories of being held down. This is already getting lengthy, so if you've read this far I'll leave with you with this question: does the structure of the poem reflect the idea of breaking free in any way? (◠`ᴥ´◕ʋ) -------------------------------------------------------------------------- I think this section is longer than the actual poem lol -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Poem: Seasons — Music: The Soft Lullaby — David Fesliyan Studios -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bye! ʕ º ᴥ ºʔ
