This Month Kat Myrman has suggested a new theme for the daily poem—the Terza Rima, writing one stanza each day.
A terza rima consists of stanzas of three lines (or tercets) usually in iambic pentameter. It follows an interlocking rhyming scheme, or chain rhyme. This is where the middle of each stanza rhymes with the first and last line of the following stanza. There is no set length to this form, as long as it follows
I shall be joining Kat Myrman and Jane Dougherty in this challenge.
Life… A Terza Rima,
The dress is silk and white oh! how it flows
We take our vows and mean forever
Our love so huge it burns and glows.
Installment 13 of Life for this month’s Terza Rima Daily Poem Challenge, one tercet at a time.
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and
hopefully in to light ??
I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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25 thoughts on “Terza Rima Day 13 Life”
Exactly! I wore red…
Ooooh! I wish I had 💜💜
And husband wore our first baby in a papoose 🙂
Oh! You hippies you 🙃 our first boy had anti natal distress was in an incubator for 10 days we treated him like tissue when we got him home 😀
I bet you did. Mine were all the kind of babies you could drop on the floor and they’d bounce.
Ours were probably too but we just didn’t realize it ! 🌹
It probably takes half a dozen attempts to get it right 🙂
Well we did have half dozen but only the three boys survived…. I guess I am a slow learner.🎇😀
I can’t believe there was anything you could have done about it. I didn’t realise you’d lost babies. That must be awful. I’ve had miscarriages, but you get over that when you bring a baby to term. You must treasure your three.
We do , we do 💜
They were girls💜
You are the exception that proves the rule. It’s usually the girls who survive. Some things maybe aren’t meant to be.
That’s what my mum said, ” don’t fill your house with boys looking for a girl” wise lady God rest her soul 🌹🌹
Such romance 💜
Many moons ago 😀💜
So long ago 🌹
Sounds so lovely! 💕💕
Thank you Betty it was a lovely day 💜