The Friday Fling Ties Up Loose Ends With Nonet Knots!
Friday Fling #198 for September 21st 2012
The Friday Fling closes summer with The End..
Michelle here: With the last day of summer we are writing about the end of something… it can be the end of a season such as summer,the end of a game, the end of a day as the sun sinks to the other side of the world, the end of a romance or write about a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. It can be anything that has to do with “The End”
A format I suggest would be a Nonet.
A nonet has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables, the second line eight syllables, the third line seven syllables, etc… until line nine that finishes withone syllable. It can be on any subject and rhyming is optional.
line 1 – 9 syllables
line 2 – 8 syllables
line 3 – 7 syllables
line 4 – 6 syllables
line 5 – 5 syllables
line 6 – 4 syllables
line 7 – 3 syllables
line 8 – 2 syllables
line 9 – 1 syllable
I thought this would go perfect with the topic since it starts out with 9 syllables and comes to “the end” with 1 syllable.
Here is an example:
a pirates playground
the ocean is a pirate’s playground
they live their lives upon the sea
battles are fought to the death
the loot is divided
they drink to those lost
set sail again
‘a pirate’s
life for
me
Copyright © 2003 Mark Williams
This week the Friday Fling writes Nonets about The End!
Be sure to save time to read and comment externally on your fellow Pals’ terminal poeticals. Then go enjoy the first weekEnd after the end of summer!
Fickle Finger of Fate Award for September 14th
Congratulations Tony!
Welcome everyone to the Friday Fling’s End of Summer party! Actually the topic is The End, of anything. And The Means is the Nonet. So park your end, pull up your syllable counter and let your muse cruise to the blues or the joys of an End!
GOLD AT THE END – NOT
Been chasein rainbow all my life seems
Never to catch just a glimmer
Mind you I did try hard
To no avail to fine
Just a little crumb
A speck will do
My gold Pot
Rainbow
End
Written By: Bettie Davis ——————— © September 2o , 2o12
When Parents Split
It was a sad, dark time in my life
When my parents went through divorce
I felt a part of me died
My mom constantly cried
The close family
Holidays were
Not the
Same
Catching some catchy writes here…….just wanted to say hello to some beautiful people…..hoping that you catch many smiles this weekend!!!!!!
HUGS
Cherie :love: :love: :love: :love: :love: :love: :love: :love:
This is a Decet. That’s a Nonet with ten lines instead of nine. Yes I made up the name. I like it better than Etheree, which is basically the same format. I wrote this for the Thematic Attic Thursday challenge yesterday, where Diane and Bettie were looking for wreites about believing in yourself.
MIRACLE ON BELIEF STREET
A Dramatic Decet
Little Natalie Wood did not believe
in Santa, therefore not in herself.
Her new dad suggested she should.
So she said, cynically:
“I believe, I believe.”
But she was loved more
than she could know.
Because her
wish came
true.
Copyright September 20th 2012 RGD
Tony Woo Hoo for the FF Award
Congratulations Tony Fickle Finger of Fate Award for September .. Hugs Now :love: :love:
THE END BE
~*~
The world commit to still evolve onward
Never the less on what we think may
Happen are want too accrue be
Sunrise sunset moonlight
Still the same be bright
Come hell are not
Will there even
Be hell
Yet
~*~
Written By: Bettie Davis ———————– © September 21 , 2o12
//
love’s uncertain end
the end of our foray to love’s door
lacking in trust and insecure
we were distracted by fear
i still love you my dear
can we overcome
what made us run
unity
could it
be
Tony
9/21/12
Quite the challenge indeed. Congratulations to Tony! Will go and think about this form and try to come back with something. Love and Hugs from Southern California. :love: :love: :love:
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