A sestina is a fixed verse form consisting of six stanzas of six lines each, normally followed by a three-line envoi.(Envoi or envoy in poetry is used to describe: a short stanza at the end of a poem such as ballad, used either to address an imagined or actual person or to comment on the preceding body of the poem. a dedicatory poem about sending the book out to readers, a postscript.) So you do 6 stanzas each 6 lines…then a short 3 line stanza at the end.
The words that end each line of the first stanza are used as line endings in each of the following stanzas, rotated in a set pattern. The video above shows the basics. (Found on one of the you tubers I follow about writing.)
The picture below gives a quick look at the ending rotations.
I am hoping that this is going to help you to write poetry yourself.
Well hello my lovelies. It has been a hot minute hasn’t it? I am drinking a touch of orangeade. I feel like the vitamin C can only help…What are you drinking?
Next week is going to be busy, for Fae Corps Inc and Serena Mossgraves. Faery Playground drops on May the first then Serena’s Madness and truth releases on the fifth. Both are very much worth the read.
Faery Playground is about faery children, but all of the stories are not fun and light. Actually the stories follow a range of dark and whimsical. One is straight out horror. The poetry and art seems to be lighter though.
Madness and Truth is a ghost story that follows an island through two stories. Two journals to be specific. From the view of Kiera Dunwillow, esteemed historian, to the view of a secretary for a ghost hunting group. The stories tell the history of the Isle of Truth, but do they add to the ghosts on the Island?
I have been working on illustrations for Afraid of Shoe Mountain, which I hope to release this year (date yet unknown.) Serena is back to writing, after putting Kingdoms of Sin on hiatus. She will return to it…one way or another it will be published. We are discussing whether it will be as a novel or as a Game book for running in a tabletop RPG. She is stuck.
I have struggled with the writing of poetry in April, as I have been overwhelmed with all of the other stuff that I had on my plate. I have been slowly lessening my stress…but I am still having responsibilities that are expected of me, and It is making it harder on me to catch up. However, I will get there, just be a little patient with me, I beg of you.
On a personal note, Today is My mommy’s birthday. Happy Birthday MOM!!!!
Will you make it sound so pretty even when it’s not? Didn’t choose but it’s the only one we’ve got And sometimes I get so tired Of getting tied up in my thoughts You’re the only one that often makes it stop God, it hurts to be human Without you I’d be losing And someday we’ll face the music God, it hurts to be human But I’ve got you, you, you, you, you, you, hey And you’ve got me, me, me, me, too Like we’re buckled and preparing before the crash Like we’re walking down a road of broken glass Now if we defeat all odds And it was us against the world You can count on me You know I’d have your back God, it hurts to be human Without you I’d be losing And someday we’ll face the music God, it hurts to be human But I’ve got you, you, you, you, you, you (Hey) And you’ve got me, me, me, me, too But I’ve got you, you, you, you, you, you (Hey) And you’ve got me, me, me, me, too Hope flows away If you could spend a day in my shoes Your mind would change If you’d known what I’ve gone through We want the same (Yeah, we do) Maybe then you’ll understand How it hurts to be human God, it hurts to be human Without you (without you) I’d be losing (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And someday we’ll face the music God, it hurts to be human But I’ve got you, you, you, you, you, you, hey And you’ve got me, me, me, me, too But I’ve got you, you, you, you, you, you, hey And you’ve got me, me, me, me, too Oh God, it hurts to be human
MY 2Cents This song speaks to me right now. There is no reason why I have been dragging ass and miserable this week. The cold came back, the laptop died, I have responsibilities that I usually enjoy…But this week… I just couldn’t stand to be human. I was snapping at people over stupid shit. And I know it was stupid. I have no reason or explanation. Just cranky. And I can’t explain it better that this week felt that I was struggling in the fight to be happy…and I was loosing. So for those that have me, and wondered what the heck was my damage…I thank you. I love you all. Thank you for tolerating my bad week.
The week has started badly with my laptop dying. I have lost a few files (Google drive back up got a lot of it…) And I am just over it. Forgive me please for the lack of update that is likely to be this week. I will be trying to get it handled, but I am going to take a couple of days getting the desktop computer that was not prepared for the writing and publishing set up. Then I will try to get it back on the proper track. I will squeeze the grief for the part of my soul that was attached to the dead laptop later.
I am taking a break from coffee house writers. This is my last post there for a while. Though there are some awesome writing on there, and I have quite a few friends on there… I felt like this last poem should stand alone. Please continue to read the work there. The writers are doing some amazing work.
Pattimouse 