Baker's Rondeau
Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2004 2:38 am
This is an example of what i call 'formula' poetry. In this case it is a Rondeau. If i remember correctly there is more than one type of Rondeau.
This one has a strict pattern of 8 syllables per line. With the first 4 syllable refrain, repeated in a specific pattern. The number of lines in each stanza is also dictated by the form, as is the rhyme scheme.
It is kinda of a silly thing, but a decent example of how operating within a strict set of rules when creating poetry changes Everything:
BAKER'S RONDEAU
Kneading that bread! Wanting it worse!
Flouring dough and getting perverse
Warm. Soft. Oozing…Powder its butt
Folding it open. Slam it shut!….
Noiseless, like a mime in rehearse.
Enemy time and dough coerce
Urging my stomach to converse
Squeaking pleas arise from my gut
Kneading that bread!
Why do I crave stuff so adverse?
Plate for my jam--Hurry! I curse.
Rise up to change, loathe not the cut
Inhale deeply, appease my glut
Hot mouth of stove you'll soon immerse
Kneading that bread!
Regards,
Laurie
This one has a strict pattern of 8 syllables per line. With the first 4 syllable refrain, repeated in a specific pattern. The number of lines in each stanza is also dictated by the form, as is the rhyme scheme.
It is kinda of a silly thing, but a decent example of how operating within a strict set of rules when creating poetry changes Everything:
BAKER'S RONDEAU
Kneading that bread! Wanting it worse!
Flouring dough and getting perverse
Warm. Soft. Oozing…Powder its butt
Folding it open. Slam it shut!….
Noiseless, like a mime in rehearse.
Enemy time and dough coerce
Urging my stomach to converse
Squeaking pleas arise from my gut
Kneading that bread!
Why do I crave stuff so adverse?
Plate for my jam--Hurry! I curse.
Rise up to change, loathe not the cut
Inhale deeply, appease my glut
Hot mouth of stove you'll soon immerse
Kneading that bread!
Regards,
Laurie