Sunday, April 26, 2020

Day 26 ~ Monorhyme Poem for #NationalPoetryMonth for “30 poems in 30 days”

Day 26 ~ Monorhyme Poem for #NationalPoetryMonth for “30 poems in 30 days”



How about a Monorhyme Poem?

A Monorhyme is a poem in which all the lines have the same ending rhyme.
It can be however many lines you want and about any subject as long as the last word of each line rhymes with all the other last words of each line. 

You can give it a title and skip one line after the title, BUT don't skip (space) any lines in the poem. 

EACH ending word must have the SAME rhyme throughout the entire poem, no matter how short or how long your poem is.

That's it - just TWO RULES!! Cheers!!

So, those of you who LOVE to rhyme, and you know who you are, will be in heaven and those of you who have a rather strong disdain for rhyming will be in ... well, you know, BUT give it a try!! It's actually quite fun, even addictive, once you get started!! Cheers!!

And here’s our little "rhyming helper" ~ just type in the word you want to use and oodles of words that rhyme with that word will pop up: "Rhyme Zone"


Here's my example of a Monorhyme Poem (So, mine is super cheesy, but you get the main idea. I’m sure your poems will be better).
















30 Poems in 30 Days


It’s really quite hard to say,
What started this annual poetry display.
I thought it would be fun to play,
With a different poetic form each day.
So I grabbed a few friends and said, "Hey,"
What are you doing the month before May?
I've done it eight years now, and they,
Come and go, now and then, and some stay.
It's hard work to do, but I never dismay,
Because the results are a beautiful bouquet
Of tender, funny or clever words that portray
The depths of people's souls, a chance to say,
Whatever they want, to be heard, even pray.
So, as much as I’d like to hit the hay,
I need to write this little poem without delay.
To post on my blog a new way to say, it's all okay,
Just FOLLOW the rules of the form, don’t go astray.

                               © 2020 Stephanie Abney




Your turn!!

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3 comments:

Vicki said...

Day 26-Monorhyme

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade
If you follow this advice, then you’ll have it made
Our memories of bad times, eventually will fade
And we’ll lie around on beaches in the nice cooling shade
One day we’ll have parties and celebrate with parades
When life gives you lemons, then you must make lemonade!

Heidi L. Murphy said...

Here are my poems:
https://murph4slaw.blogspot.com/2020/04/national-poetry-month-day-26-monorhyme.html
I don't much write on Sunday, but today I'm getting my mother going on this. I think she'd love it. I hope it works out.

CONNIE COCKRELL said...

I did have to use rhymetime but that's Okay by me.

At Home

Already it’s over a month of staying inside.
Though to be honest I could take a joyride.
It would be fun, of course, to go by the lakeside.
Though normally my yard is where I abide.
My peas and my beans are set side by side,
While the lettuces in their own bed reside.
The roses grow huge and their petals I’ve dried,
The potatoes grow with the peas on the side.
Out in the front the pansies grow well at the curbside
While the pine tree does reign on my gentle hillside.
So that’s my life now, in my home I do hide,
To keep the virus away until it has died.