I Know This River, By Donna Matthews


Today’s poetry form is called Rondel Poetry. From Brewer,

The Rondel consists of 13 lines in 3 stanzas
Rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains)
Usually 8 syllables per line


I Know This River

the rushing water rises fast
people screaming while sinking
I stand onshore, watching, thinking
look; this foolish, drowning outcast

until I slip, into my past
an addict, alcohol binging
the rushing water rises fast
people screaming while sinking

my indifference, I’m aghast
I know this river, the drinking
numbing of pain, the unthinking
I’ll jump in, we’ll float, no longer trashed
the rushing water rises fast

Now to you…wanna try a Rondel poem? Share a link in the comments below!

I am on a personal challenge to explore and write in 100+ different poetic forms.  To assist me in this journey is Robert Lee Brewer’s The Complete Guide of Poetic Forms where he gives the form and an example. I Know This River is #41 in this collection I’m calling, very simply, 100+ Poetic Forms.

Hey y’all, thanks for visiting the Go Dog Go Cafe and I hope you enjoyed reading today’s selection. I am Donna Matthews, a born and bred Texan who can usually be found writing, painting, taking pictures, or traveling the world on foot. I’m all about love, people, sharing, and doing life together and would love to get to know you. I host two blogs…the first, The DJ Ranch, documents my personal adventures while the second, Slay The Chaos, focuses on mindsets, technology, productivity and organization. Come on over for a visit sometime 💙

3 thoughts on “I Know This River, By Donna Matthews

  1. A Dream Instead

    Last night, asleep, a vivid dream
    rolled in, spared me routine nightmare.
    Lolling ‘neath lamplight–you, my dear,
    serene, beguiling, eyes blue-green.

    Your amber aura beckoned me
    like a twinkling prism. You were near.
    Last night, asleep, a vivid dream
    rolled in, spared me routine nightmare.

    A lunette moon with smile serene
    hovered over your sable hair.
    We had not aged, we had no cares
    together in the midnight air.
    Last night, asleep, a vivid dream.

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