My Love Always – a Rondelet poem

My Love Always

my love always

sends my mind to a higher plane

my love always

sends me into a drunken daze

simply by saying the word Spain

it’s more than my joy can contain

My love always



This is Volume Three, of the love 2020 series. Three volumes, three poems, three styles, one story. And none of it planned. Where will it end?

Volume One: To Know LoveHow To Write a Shi Rensa Haiku

Volume Two: To Have LoveHow To Write a Décima

Volume Three: My Love Always – How To Write a Rondelet—See below.

This is a poetry form of French origin using a syllable pattern, rhyme pattern, and refrains.

Sounds complicated and confusing? Nope.

It’s kind of like combining the Shi Rensa Haiku with the Décima.

How did that coincidentally happen on my blog of all blogs?

Honestly, I have no idea, because it was not intentional.

So how do you write one? I’ll put the quick version here and maybe have a full post later.

And no, this will not be a new poetry challenge.

TIP: Once you got it, stop reading. I will probably confuse you if you read too much. I have a bad happen of going overboard when I first explain a new poetry form, or anything else new.

There are seven lines.

One line appears three times. In lines 1, 3, and 7. Keep that in mind, because those lines need to make sense throughout the poem. It’s easier than you think. These are what are called refrains (repeats).


SYLLABLE PATTERN: 4/8/4/8/8/8/4

Line 1: A—four syllables                A rhyme
Line 2: b—eight syllables               B rhyme
Line 3: A—repeat of line one         A rhyme
Line 4: a—eight syllables                a rhyme (small a, but still must rhyme with A.)
Line 5: b—eight syllables                B rhyme
Line 6: b—eight syllables                 B rhyme
Line 7: A—repeat of line one           A rhyme

TIP: Of course write line A first, but then go ahead and put it down two more times. space them out. Put a space between lines 1 and 3. Then skip three lines between 3 and 7. Sounds weird, but it helps. You practically have half the poem done with one line.

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TO SOAR – a poem

I miss the beauty while in the pain.

I forget the truth while fighting the lies.

I lose confidence while filthy in self-pity.




jailed in the mind-itching madness of insanity

the heart atrophies one beat at a time.

for the lack of…



of one touch

one touch

is that it

is that all it takes

all it takes for the heart to burst

from my chest and to soar

to soar across the lands

to soar across seas

to soar


to soar to… sweet… whispers

to… healing

or is it to soar to beat faster

and faster

and faster…

with each touch of lips and fingertips

is that mending

or is that sweet beauty

is that sweet pain

sweet insanity

sweet madness

the madness of a love so strong it defies the world

defines what love is what love has never been

oh that day

that day is going down in the works of historians

is going down in the songs of mankind

is going down

and all the pain, the tragedy,

the endless seconds passing in a hell of denial

will be soothed and released by the whispers




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