By The Lake (Kyrielle)

by Maple Tree   May 4, 2016


For every teardrop I expose
is a memory I compose,
suffering daily from heart break
graves grow deeper by the lake.

Spirits follow each step taken
leaving me numb and quite shaken,
each word written, becomes an ache
graves grow deeper by the lake.

Within my dreams they kill me slow
lurking in shadows of Moons glow,
these burdens of mine, will not shake
graves grow deeper by the lake.

My slumber rapes the death of me
upon the witching hour of three,
nightmares stir a sorrowful wake
graves grow deeper by the lake.

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A Kyrielle is a French form of rhyming poetry written in quatrains (a stanza consisting of 4 lines), and each quatrain contains a repeating line or phrase as a refrain (usually appearing as the last line of each stanza). Each line within the poem consists of only eight syllables. There is no limit to the amount of stanzas a Kyrielle may have, but three is considered the accepted minimum.

Some popular rhyming schemes for a Kyrielle are: aabB, ccbB, ddbB, with B being the repeated line, or abaB, cbcB, dbdB.

Mixing up the rhyme scheme is possible for an unusual pattern of: axaZ, bxbZ, cxcZ, dxdZ, etc. with Z being the repeated line.

The rhyme pattern is completely up to the poet.

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  • 1 year ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Dear Andrea, I guess each tear we shed has its own story to tell. A lake to me is a beautiful and peaceful place but at night it can be rather spooky. The lake can swallow you and nobody would ever know. You talk about three o'clock am, that's when the evil spirit like to attack. After that is hard to go back to sleep. Beautiful dark write. Be blessed

  • 1 year ago

    by Brenda

    Andrea, what a neat form of poetry-beautifully done, love the story you told.

  • 1 year ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Hello Andrea

    What a dark and well rhymed little piece this is in a form I love but am yet to attempt.
    I enjoy the kyrielle simply because of that last repeated line; it really adds to the tone, especially in a dark piece like this - almost like a dreadful lullaby! lol

    Can't rhyme indeed.....:) Pull yourself together woman, you are excellent.

    All the best and speak soon,
    Ben