(A Rubiyat Poem)
Where I oft’ sit, I spot some leaves,
To Adirondack’s seat each cleaves.
Invading too my private deck,
That Autumn’s artist’s touch achieves.
I love the feelings they invoke,
When nature adds its master stroke,
That’s always different when I check,
As all the changing trees uncloak.
This season adds a crisp cool breeze,
Foretelling Winter’s coming freeze.
I’ll just throw on my turtleneck,
Before I catch a nasty sneeze.
Now I’ll go out to sit awhile,
And brush away that leafy pile,
To marvel at each color fleck,
Complete with coffee and a smile.
|Author Notes I took this picture out my back deck yesterday, October 24, 2013.
Rubiyat: this Arabic format has a quatrain wherein the first, second, and fourth lines rhyme.
The rhyme scheme is thus; a-a-b-a.
A single stanza can be a poem in itself or multiple stanzas may be joined to create a larger piece. Eight syllables per line. I also rhymed the third line of the first stanza with the third line of every stanza, but that is not a requirement.