This is a repost from about a year ago when I played with the iambic pentameter form just for fun. It’s not a perfect example as I didn’t get the stresses correct throughout, but I call it a good effort.
Monty Goes Iambic Pentameter
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.
Hehe! Love the sense of humor in this one!
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Thanks! I would definitely like to work more in getting the syllabic emphasis right in the future.