This week’s form challenge, posed by our friend Peter at dVerse Poets, asks us to write something with a “turn”. Most of us are familiar with this technique in sonnets, but I thought I’d try it with a Terza Rima.
The Price We Pay
The way we choose is often hard and long
but still we choose to go there anyway
and end up where there is no love or song
or love songs–no nice place to be, or stay.
Instead, we make our choice and stand our ground
and face the music, come whatever may.
There must be more than days without a sound.
Meeting The Bar
~ Middles and Turns ~