Mesmerized by the fire under the mantle
One Lune counts the syllables, the other the words.
I love the time of day when all is still...
Many, many years ago, when Teddy was much younger than today...
My other brother stuck some yuck in you know where
Chaucerian Roundel ~ a tercet, quatrain, and sestet with a refrain
...and we strain our eyes to see some more, always looking—and counting, counting...
G. K. Chesterton: “Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.”
Amaranth ~ makes deliberate use of the 9 most common metric feet, one per line
The Abercrombie ~ a stanzaic form using sprung rhythm and an interlocking rhyme scheme