below the roof edge
on a jutting ledge
snowy
flash of feathered legs
returning to eggs
busy
between hawthorn hedge
and the young they fledge
dizzy
Kim M. Russell, 2017
House Martins by Mark Kilner from the Springwatch Flickr group, found on bbc.co.uk.
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar – Lai it on!
Victoria is our host today and she has challenged us to write a lai, also known as a lay larique or lyric lay. It is a lyrical, narrative poem written in octosyllabic couplets, which often deals with tales of adventure and romance.
Victoria would like us to follow Robert Lee Brewer’s version: a nine-line poem or stanza with the rhyme pattern: aabaabaab. The lines with an ‘a’ rhyme use 5 syllables, while the ‘b’ rhyme lines have 2 syllables. Robert Lee Brewer says ‘it feels kind of like organized skeltonic verse’.
I had to use half-rhyme in the middle section as it was difficult to find further suitable full-rhymes with ‘edge’ and ‘ledge’!
If I were a bird I’d be dizzy.
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You did a great job in picturing the house martins … there is a saying in Sweden saying: one martin don’t make summer….
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We have a similar saying but with swallows. They both come from the Hirundinidae family.
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I love that you used such challenging words and went to slant rhyme which, I think, raises the bar. And of course, I love that it’s about birds. Haven’t seen one today, most likely because of some really crazy wind.
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We’ve had a bit of a gale here too for the past couple of days. I hope it brightens up while I’m in Cardiff.
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Nice one, Kim 🙂 A well turned appropriate rhyme is so satisfying!
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Terrific bang-on rocking of the prompt ! Damn, you ain’t afraid of no Lai. We have swallows here as well. Your poem sports style & a smile.
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Thank you, Glenn. I was apprehensive at first – it took a while to get into the rhythm and then the rhyme bamboozled me for a bit. I wanted to write about house martins because we had some above the conservatory of a bungalow we lived in before we moved here and I used to love watching them build their nests. One year there was a particularly bad storm and the nest was blown and washed onto the conservatory roof, but back they came and built it again!
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Really like this, Kim – very visual. I found it challenging to convey meaning within the tight parameters of the lai but you are clearly a natural!
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I found it tricky too, Diana. It took a while to overcome the feeling of being straitjacketed and get into the swing of it – thank goodness it’s only nine lines!
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Too right lol
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Love your slant rhymes here, especially…and the lovely picture your words evoke.
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Thanks De!
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Nice. The rhyme scheme is wonderful, too.
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You managed a great word picture, precisely in lai format. Bravo!
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Thank you, Bev!
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You created a lovely image of the daily grind in the life of Martins, beautifully rhymed 🙂 Very nice work.
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Thank you, Victoria!
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Perfect, perfect, perfect painting of martins – they are worthy of your words!
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Thank you, Jilly!
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Beautiful beautiful birds….XXX
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Thank you, Alison!
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Beautifully done.
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Thanks Charley!
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“Flash of feathered legs” gave me a great image. Nice!
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This is lovely, Kim…so satisfying to observe birds nesting!
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Thank you, Lynn. We have so many young birds in our garden at the moment, I’m spoilt for choice!
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How wonderful! I’m happy to have a pair of wrens again.
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You did a great job with this poem. I so enjoy poems about birds.
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Thank you!
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What wonderful picture of busy birds. In the poem they do appear in a flash. Love the slant rhyme.
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Thank you, Sumana!
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lai is new to me i tried it too this time but mine was not as thoughtful as yours
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It’s not a form I would normally write in – it’s a bit strict for me – and it took a while to get the hang of it. Thank you for saying it’s thoughtful!
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yeah it was new to me too and i am really looking forward to work with this form.
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oh the beat of this is delightful!
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We don’t get to see Martins here so it’s such a lovely way to get a glimpse of their world through words.
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You make this look so easy. Love the pic you chose to go with the poem. Love to watch those birds.
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This reminds me of the bluebird nest at my son’s. He can actually go near the nest, mama flies up into a tree and watches him, and he can lift out the nest (the bird builds it in a special bluebird “house” he has with a drawer that pulls out which the nest is built on) and we can look at the beautiful eggs. Once the birds hatch, he doesn’t do that but he still can pull down the “door” so you can look in. And then at a certain point (number of days), he can’t do that anymore as the little ones are too big and might venture out when not ready. It’s a fascinating process and they do it several times a year. “house birds” — 🙂
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Love seeing those birds and nest, and those young ones learning to fly Kim ~ Love the response to the challenge ~
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Lovely!💛
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Really wonderful poem. I really liked the lines, ” flash of feathered legs
returning to eggs
busy”. It was mesmerizing.
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Don’t know how those Martin’s manage. I’m glad they work so hard. They eat lots of things I dom’t care for at all. You expressed parenthood well. They say insanity is genetic. You get it from your kids
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Lovely poem 😊
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Thank you!
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