“Dropped Glove,” Madrigal Poem for dVerse Poets

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Dropped Glove

When love first blooms it seems eternal love
Impossible that it might fall away
What use is love that doesn’t choose to stay?

At first love seems to fit one like a glove
that warmly cloaks our hand both night and day
When love first blooms it seems eternal love
Impossible that it might fall away

We know not what love’s garment is made of.
We only note when it begins to fray
and loosens more and more along the way.
When love first blooms it seems eternal love
Impossible that it might fall away
What use is love that doesn’t choose to stay?

For dVerse Poets we were to write a Madrigal poem. Here are the rules for an English Madrigal: :Content: Often includes a theme of love
*Usually written in iambic pentameter.
*Comprised of three stanzas: a tercet, quatrain, and sestet.
*All three of the lines in the opening tercet are refrains.

Form: A thirteen-line form in three stanzas:
Stanza 1] Tercet -Three lines
Stanza 2] Quatrain – Four lines
Stanza 3] Sestet – Six lines

[L1] A (refrain 1)
[L2] B1 (refrain 2)
[L3] B2 (refrain 3)

[L4] a
[L5] b
[L6] A (refrain 1)
[L7] B1 (refrain 2)

[L8] a
[L9] b
[L10] b
[L11] A (refrain 1)
[L12] B1 (refrain 2)
[L13] B2 (refrain 3)

Go HERE to read other poems created to this prompt.

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  2. kim881's avatarkim881

    Oh how sad when that ‘glove that warmly cloaks our hand both night and day’ is dropped, Judy. I especially like the lines:

    ‘We know not what love’s garment is made of.
    We only note when it begins to fray
    and loosens more and more along the way.’

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