At the recommendation of a fellow student of poetry (thanks Mom), I’m going to try my hand at a little iambic pentameter. The idea is that this will give me a feel for the meter, which will translate into more musicality in my work. Let’s see if I remember how to count my syllables. Haha.
The clock says it is just past noon this day;
In a rain cloud darkened room I sit;
Tapping out ten syllabled poetry,
In a classically metered rhythm.
Summoning a Shakespearean-like muse;
Counting words bit by bit under my breath;
To get this iambic pentameter prose.
Is it working? Or is this just a ruse?
A form living long past its rightful death?
Just re-teaching me how to count my toes?
All I know is I’m enjoying myself
And, that’s what really counts I suppose.
Well that was fun. I did struggle a bit on counting the syllables and had to make some corrective edits (I tended to overcount and I wasn’t so sure how to handle the contractions). I ended up using an online syllable counter to double check, so it should be all good now.