Tuesday, June 17, 2025
Time: 6:00 PM
Song: Sun King
Artist: The Beatles
Mode of Consumption:
Listening to Abbey Road on Vinyl.
Link to song: https://open.spotify.com/track/4nwKdZID1ht0lDBJ5h2p87?si=b0f5a4aa678d44bd
During our Write On meeting, we each attempted a Huitain poem. These poems have eight lines with eight to ten syllables per line. The idea is to have a consistent amount of syllables throughout the poem. It has an ababbcbc rhyme scheme.
The first line came into my head immediately, but I didn’t have an idea of where it would go.
Here is what I came up with:
That’s Why He’s King
Something peculiar arrived today
It darted into frame, awkward and mean
With little fanfare or warning per se
A cackle, a grunt, a torso built lean
All near screamed at such a ghastly scene
One standout stayed true, approaching this thing
No bluster, no glory, nothing obscene
But bravery and courage, that’s why he’s king.
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