“A Summer Ottava Rima” by James Aitchison

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A SUMMER OTTAVA RIMA 

The crash of waves is always in the air,

And caravans adorn the crowded shore.

People roast on towels without a care,

Or find new rocky outcrops to explore.

Crunchy crystal sand grows too hot to bear,

Yet we stay: it’s what all Aussies yearn for!

In summertime, this is our golden place;

Then winter comes and banishes all trace.

                                               James Aitchison

THE OTTAVA RIMA is a very rhythmic form of Italian poetry, first written in the fourteenth century.

Lord Byron and William Butler Yeats also used the form.

The rules:

  1. Each stanza has 8 lines
  2. You can create one stanza as a stand alone 8-line poem, or write multiple stanzas
  3. The first six lines have an a-b-a-b-a-b rhyme scheme, capped with a c-c couplet
  4. Mostly an ottava rima is written in iambic pentameter or 10-syllable lines.

Have fun!

“A SEASONAL TELESTITCH” by James Aitchison

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A SEASONAL TELESTITCH

  

The end of cold days:

Farewell! Adieu!

The sun rises warm

But expect a quick storm,

Then catch a wave —

It’s my kind of weather!

 

The sunsets glow red

Across Australia,

We’re all on holiday —

The best of all times!

               

James Aitchison

 

 TELESTITCH

A telestitch is the opposite of an acrostic.  Discover the poem’s hidden message by reading the last letter (rather than the first) of each line.

Give it a try

And most of all — have fun!

“The Octopus Riddle” by Celia Berrell

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Will I find an octopus

if in a tree I start to seek?

It has no wings, but I’ve been told

it’s got a parrot’s horny beak.

 

Will I find an octopus

if I should dig within the soil?

It has no legs, but I’ve been told

it’s got eight arms that stretch and coil.

 

Will I find an octopus

if I look in a flower-bed?

It doesn’t have a skeleton

and has a very squishy head.

 

Might I find an octopus

if I could swim a lake so still?

It lays its eggs in water but

it has no lungs and breathes with gills.

 

It’s not a bird, worm, slug or frog.

These animals it never meets.

To find out where it likes to live

it helps to know just what it eats.

 

An octopus can squeeze in cracks

and use its arms most cleverly

to open salty shellfish … so

its habitat is in the sea!

From The Science Rhymes Book

”Cyrch a Chwta: a Challenge!” by James Aitchison

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Cyrch a Chwta: a Challenge!

My cat adores nothing more

Than salmon, whiting and flake.

And as for my Labrador,

He demands a juicy steak.

But they will not eat them raw —

I cook them, for heaven’s sake!

My parrot says I’m cuckoo.

What to do?  I need a break.

James Aitchison

Cyrch a Chwta (pronounced kirch a choota), is a fun Welsh poetic form which has:

  1. An octave stanza (eight lines)
  2. Seven syllables per line
  3. A choice of two rhyming patterns: aaaaaaba or abababcb; the big trick is Line 7, which has to cross-rhyme internally with Line 8, on either the third, fourth or fifth syllable!

In my poem above, the schematic is:

xxxxxxa
xxxxxxb
xxxxxxa
xxxxxxb
xxxxxxa
xxxxxxb
xxxxxxc
xxcxxxb

A Rhupunt for Spring by James Aitchison

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A RHUPUNT FOR SPRING

Spring’s colour thrills
when daffodils
and bold jonquils
burst into bloom.

Tulips tower,
freesias flower,
colours shower,
banishing gloom.

All spring we’re blessed;
bulbs give their best,
’til time to rest
in a dark room.

James Aitchison

A RHUPUNT (pronounced hree’-pint) is a Welsh poem with some curious rules:

  1. Each line must have four syllables
  2. The first three lines of each stanza must rhyme
  3. The final line of each stanza must rhyme with the final lines of the other stanzas (in other words: aaab, cccb, dddb, eeeb, etc)
  4. Each stanza works as a complete sentence or verse in itself.
  5. If you prefer, stanzas can have three lines (aab, ccb, etc) — or five lines (aaaab, ccccb, etc) — it’s up to you.