to survive snowstorm

across this frozen prairie, winter blows
strong blizzard gale bullwhips up fallen snow
we shiver, polar-cold, wind’s frightful roar
and add thick logs to embers burning low

such fierceness could freeze creature to the core
if wait exposed;  come, safe inside closed door
we offer mugs to drink in warming flow
and reminisce of summer sun-swept shores

 


Rubaiyat: The ruba’i is a classical Persian quatrain or double couplet of 4 lines and having rhyme scheme either AABA or AAAA. A collection of more than one quatrain is called a rubaiyat.

Edward Fitzgerald popularized the form in English. He chose iambic pentameter, generally 10-syllable lines with alternating accents, for the meter and used the AABA rhyme scheme. Having the unrhymed third line allows the poet to use that sound from the first quatrain as the main rhyming sound in the next quatrain, connecting the stanzas.

My thanks to Frank at dVerse Poets for this information on the rubaiyat form!

22 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. purplepeninportland
    Feb 21, 2019 @ 07:18:44

    The comparisons in this work well. “Polar-cold wind” & “sun-swept shores”. Love it,

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  2. Gina
    Feb 15, 2019 @ 07:33:52

    we shiver, polar-cold, wind’s frightful roar
    and add thick logs to embers burning low

    love this Lynn, where the cold is enjoyed in a warmth so welcoming

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  3. Mish
    Feb 12, 2019 @ 12:49:31

    I am surrounded by it today. The roads here are coated with ice. All schools closed. Your second stanza is a warm invitation, making me appreciate the roof over my head.

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  4. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Feb 09, 2019 @ 09:39:03

    Love the contrasts between the cold outside and the warmth inside… embers and tea sounds perfect

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  5. Rosemary Nissen-Wade
    Feb 08, 2019 @ 23:19:52

    You made me feel it – which is quite a feat, as I am sweltering in the Australian summer right now.

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  6. kim881
    Feb 08, 2019 @ 12:34:14

    I like the way your Rubaiyat shifts from chilly to cosy, Lynn! The line ‘strong blizzard gale bullwhips up fallen snow’ gave me a chill up my spine but the thick logs, burning embers and warm drinks soon perked me up again!

    Reply

  7. memadtwo
    Feb 08, 2019 @ 10:02:11

    I like the contrast of the stanzas…cold to warm. (K)

    Reply

  8. sanaarizvi
    Feb 08, 2019 @ 09:30:48

    Gorgeous! ❤️ I love “summer sun-swept shores,” .. can’t hardly wait! 🙂

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  9. rothpoetry
    Feb 08, 2019 @ 09:01:09

    Nice job Lynn… I could feel the cold and the warmth as you threw the log on the fire!

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  10. Frank Hubeny
    Feb 08, 2019 @ 08:03:04

    Nice sound in the iambic lines and interconnection of the stanzas with the rhyme. I like the reminiscing of summer at the end.

    Reply

  11. Grace
    Feb 07, 2019 @ 19:42:30

    That cold is just outside my house. I like that warm mug and tales of sun-sweep shores.

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