one smooth round stone
a rubbed bone long
gone thrown right quick
last light's trick sharp
air licks the dust
breaks the crust cracks
old rust all's flown
I wrote this little poem this week in response to Trisha's Poetry Stretch.
Climbing Rhyme is a form of Burmese poetry containing a repeated sequence of 3 internally-rhymed lines consisting of 4 syllables each. Since Burmese is monosyllabic, this works well, but in English this might be difficult. Instead of 4 syllable lines, let's try writing in lines of 4 words. (If you're feeling brave, go ahead and try four syllables!)
The rhyme scheme for climbing rhyme is internal. That means the position of the rhyming word changes. The rhyme appears in the 4th word of line one, 3rd word of line 2, and 2nd word of line 3. The pattern continues as a new rhyme appears in the 4th word of line 3, the 3rd word of line 4, and the 2nd word of line 5. This continues on, giving a stair-step feel to the poem, hence the name climbing rhyme.
It seemed impossible at first. I started thinking about children's jump rope rhymes and counting rhymes. Then the image of the way my boys love to throw stones and how they crack the air on a slow summer afternoon starting rolling around my brain. That it's a circular, climbing rhyme seems to fit.
The Friday Poetry Roundup is over at Writing and Ruminating. Enjoy your weekend!