On darkest days
no light penetrates the mad sky
On darkest days
no eyes can find the sun, but when
the storm becomes less foreboding
tortured minds stop exploding
On darkest days
This was written for Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge. Her prompt was Summer Storm, the photo above was her visual and the style requirement was Rondelet. The Rondelet is a French form consisting of a single septet with two rhymes and one refrain:AbAabbA. The capital letters are the refrains, or repeats. The refrain is written in tetra-syllabic or dimeter and the other lines are twice as long – octasyllabic or tetrameter.
Grammy Writes 
Wonderfully written.
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Thank you. It was a new style for me!
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I enjoyed that. You are a seasoned poet in order to write a rondolet
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Really like this.
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Thanks! I enjoyed yours too.
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I once had a girlfriend named Iambic Pentameter. I never knew if she was stressed or not. But what was really odd was that she had five feet. I tried to write a poem about her but she was so confusing I gave up.
I wish I knew you then Grammy…you could have helped me.
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Perhaps we could have figured her out together!
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‘No eyes can find the sun’ I like that. Thanks for contributing! Akismet had me blocked as a spammer and I couldn’t leave a comment.
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Thank you! (and I fixed the spam blocker!)
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Thanks! I wish it wouldn’t do that.
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Lovely. I like the sense of hope here–that things will be better after the storm.
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Thank you! Things always get better!
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