The Poetic Musings of Dawn

quintilla (#9)

Moon Affair

Flicker of light across a pond
bring down the silver rope to me.
Dark night, of you I become fond
with such delicate glow we bond
and with the sun, our love will flee.




The quintilla – as the name already tells me has five lines. his form uses two rhymes in it…and every line counts eight syllables. What can vary though is the place of the rhyme…
rhyme scheme 1:
ababa
rhyme scheme 2:
abbab
rhyme scheme 3:
abaab
rhyme scheme 4:
aabba