Indira Renganathan


Alankar(Decor) -143


Consecration(Common Octave)

Common Measure or Meter is:
stanzaic, written in any number of quatrains. When the quatrain is doubled, it is called Common Octave.
Note: doubling a quatrain and writing 2 quatrains of the same form are not the same thing.
A doubled quatrain would have rhyme scheme xaxa xaxa (while 2 quatrains would change rhyme xaxa xbxb.)
metered, L1 and L3 are iambic tetrameter and L2 and L4 are iambic trimeter.

Consecration

What can burn the dark and light mind
What can cleanse the grime there
What can wash off the stinky smell
And cense therein with care
A mode of sculpting the hard heart
Into a godly stare
Dipped and dressed of scented prayers
Will do a lot to fare

Submitted: Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, April 24, 2013
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