The wind said to the Moon, "I will blow you out!
With a huff and a puff, you shall tumble from the sky.
You, who without me, does with ease fly,
From your place in heavens, I will cast you out."

The moon simply smiled, ignored the wind's shout,
And continued to shine, cast its light nigh and high.
The wind said to the Moon, "I will blow you out!
With a huff and a puff, you shall tumble from the sky."

The gentle breeze turned, terrible gusts it did sprout,
Around the Earth, it whirls and twirls and does try,
In furious frenzy it spins and repeatedly does cry,
An obsessed determination it does tout;
The wind said to the Moon, "I will blow you out!"

A Rondel for Day 13.

Another beautiful but neglected poetry form having lost its popularity to others in the passage of fashions. Basically its a 13 line poem which forms around two rhymes. There is a refrain, which is set up by the first two lines of the first stanza.

The rhyme pattern is A. B. a. b.. and .a. b. A. B. for the first two stanzas and a quintain for the final stanza that mirrors the first two stanzas, with the last line repeating the first line of the first stanza a. b. b. a. A.

The meter is open but like most French poetry, usually of eight syllables and this is one of the forms that in its purest form does not repeat any of the rhyme words.

As a variation the second line may be added to the last stanza to make it a Rondel Prime or a French Sonnet. Doing this also allows a variation in the rhyme pattern, so there can be: a. b. b. a. A. B., or a. b. a. b. A. B. as required.

~thepoetsgarret.com~

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