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Group Poem Exercise VII
Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 6:50 pm
by Audiendus
This will be a poem about the love of books, consisting of 24 lines, arranged in 6 stanzas of 4 lines each. It will be in iambic pentameter, rhyming ABBA, CDDC, EFFE etc. The first line of the poem will contain a word ending in A, the second a word ending in B, and so on through the alphabet (excluding J and Q). These words (which can come anywhere in the line, but must be at least 3 letters long) should be shown in bold. As usual, please copy the earlier lines when you post. The title and first line are as follows:
ODE TO BOOKS
I have a mania for well-bound tomes
Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 9:13 pm
by saparris
ODE TO BOOKS
I have a mania for well-bound tomes
With gilded spines embracing noun and verb
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 9:50 am
by Audiendus
ODE TO BOOKS
I have a mania for well-bound tomes
With gilded spines embracing noun and verb
A bibliophilic urge I cannot curb
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 9:26 pm
by Stargzer
ODE TO BOOKS
I have a mania for well-bound tomes
With gilded spines embracing noun and verb
A bibliophilic urge I cannot curb
'Twould drive, I fear, most spouses from their homes.
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 10:05 pm
by saparris
ODE TO BOOKS
I have a mania for well-bound tomes
With gilded spines embracing noun and verb
A bibliophilic urge I cannot curb
'Twould drive, I fear, most spouses from their homes.
Yet, though I love my mate with all my heart
Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 7:03 am
by Audiendus
ODE TO BOOKS
I have a mania for well-bound tomes
With gilded spines embracing noun and verb
A bibliophilic urge I cannot curb
'Twould drive, I fear, most spouses from their homes.
Yet, though I love my mate with all my heart
I ogle those stout volumes on my shelf
Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 11:05 pm
by saparris
ODE TO BOOKS
I have a mania for well-bound tomes
With gilded spines embracing noun and verb
A bibliophilic urge I cannot curb
'Twould drive, I fear, most spouses from their homes.
Yet, though I love my mate with all my heart
I ogle those stout volumes on my shelf
And whisper “darling darlings” to myself
Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 10:04 pm
by Audiendus
ODE TO BOOKS
I have a mania for well-bound tomes
With gilded spines embracing noun and verb
A bibliophilic urge I cannot curb
'Twould drive, I fear, most spouses from their homes.
Yet, though I love my mate with all my heart
I ogle those stout volumes on my shelf
And whisper “darling darlings” to myself
As maudlin aesthetes gush at works of art.
Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 10:21 pm
by saparris
ODE TO BOOKS
I have a mania for well-bound tomes
With gilded spines embracing noun and verb
A bibliophilic urge I cannot curb
'Twould drive, I fear, most spouses from their homes.
Yet, though I love my mate with all my heart
I ogle those stout volumes on my shelf
And whisper “darling darlings” to myself
As maudlin aesthetes gush at works of art.
In Greece, men went to Delphi for a sign
Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 8:15 am
by Audiendus
ODE TO BOOKS
I have a mania for well-bound tomes
With gilded spines embracing noun and verb
A bibliophilic urge I cannot curb
'Twould drive, I fear, most spouses from their homes.
Yet, though I love my mate with all my heart
I ogle those stout volumes on my shelf
And whisper “darling darlings” to myself
As maudlin aesthetes gush at works of art.
In Greece, men went to Delphi for a sign
To tell their fortune, be it bright or bleak
Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 2:26 pm
by LukeJavan8
With 14 bookcases in my "war room" I should have
discovered this ode!!!
Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 10:03 pm
by saparris
ODE TO BOOKS
I have a mania for well-bound tomes
With gilded spines embracing noun and verb
A bibliophilic urge I cannot curb
'Twould drive, I fear, most spouses from their homes.
Yet, though I love my mate with all my heart
I ogle those stout volumes on my shelf
And whisper “darling darlings” to myself
As maudlin aesthetes gush at works of art.
In Greece, men went to Delphi for a sign
To tell their fortune, be it bright or bleak
My oracles are books, all of which speak
Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 10:50 am
by Audiendus
ODE TO BOOKS
I have a mania for well-bound tomes
With gilded spines embracing noun and verb
A bibliophilic urge I cannot curb
'Twould drive, I fear, most spouses from their homes.
Yet, though I love my mate with all my heart
I ogle those stout volumes on my shelf
And whisper “darling darlings” to myself
As maudlin aesthetes gush at works of art.
In Greece, men went to Delphi for a sign
To tell their fortune, be it bright or bleak
My oracles are books, all of which speak
Profound but cryptic wisdom in each line.
Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 6:10 pm
by LukeJavan8
Not bad you guys.
I'll have to remember to check this thread more often.
Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 9:47 pm
by saparris
ODE TO BOOKS
I have a mania for well-bound tomes
With gilded spines embracing noun and verb
A bibliophilic urge I cannot curb
'Twould drive, I fear, most spouses from their homes.
Yet, though I love my mate with all my heart
I ogle those stout volumes on my shelf
And whisper “darling darlings” to myself
As maudlin aesthetes gush at works of art.
In Greece, men went to Delphi for a sign
To tell their fortune, be it bright or bleak
My oracles are books, all of which speak
Profound but cryptic wisdom in each line.
One volume lauds the innate good of man