AND SO IT’S A QUATERN?

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The Horses Graze

The horses graze on yonder hill.
The grass is thick and green and good
on such a day when wind is still
there in the pasture by the wood.
Nearby a spring where elks have stood,
the horses graze on yonder hill.
A picture posed like Hollywood,
they munch close to the daffodil.
They chomp until their stomachs fill
with grass and hay just as they should.
The horses graze on yonder hill
in that high-country neighborhood.
They are the kings of brotherhood.
They chomp in sync with cowbird’s trill,
a peaceful sound well-understood.
The horses graze on yonder hill.

© Freeda Baker Nichols

Note: The Quatern form seemed just right to go with my photo here. The ancient French form of four stanzas in iambic tetrameter, using only two rhymes was a bit of a challenge, due to the particular rhymes I chose. Set-up as follows: Abab bAba abAb babA .   Poets, try it. It’s fun!

 

 

5 comments on “AND SO IT’S A QUATERN?

  1. This is a fabulous poem Freeda! Thanks for sharing. I am a Creative Life Coach and poet and also tried my hand a Quatern today in case you have time to look? https://peacockpoetryblog.wordpress.com/2019/02/26/under-my-skin/ I am also on Instagram in case you would like to follow eachother? #coachingcreatively Sunny Greetings from Switzerland! Sam 🙂

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  2. wish I had two likes for you: one for your sweet, pastoral poem, a second for those horses … if you visit my place you’ll instantly know why – tsk

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