Friday, July 28, 2023

Poetry Sisters Write Monotetra Poems

The challenge this month was to write a poem in the form of monotetra. You can learn more about it at Writer's Digest. I believe I suggested this one when we were mapping out the year. It looked interesting and I'm always a sucker for form. This form includes any number of quatrains written in tetrameter (8 syllables in each line), with each quatrain using a single rhyme (mono-rhymed). The last line in each stanza repeats the same four syllables.

This was a lot harder than I imagined. I found the single rhyme hard to work with. I much prefer AB rhyme patterns. I wrote two really bad poems before I remembered our theme of transformation, so I started again. I'll admit to cheating a bit, as this poem has 3 lines with 9 syllables. I tried but couldn't find synonyms with the "right" number of syllables to make the lines 8 syllables. Oh well. I do have a poem to share, even though it feels unfinished. I think it needs one more stanza, perhaps something more hopeful. This is definitely a draft I will revisit.

Cast of Uintatherium anceps skull, French National Museum of Natural History, Paris
Photo by Jebulon, Public Domain

Monotetra for a World Changed

The summit view is worth the climb
back to nature our paradigm
enter a world still and sublime
Step back in time, step back in time

Picture this place in the Eocene
modern mammals arrive on the scene
now most are gone, what does this mean?
Sight now unseen, sight now unseen

Rivers polluted, trees cut away
towns have replaced the fields and the hay
oysters dying in Chesapeake Bay
We've lost our way, we've lost our way

Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2023. All rights reserved.

You can read the pieces written by my Poetry Sisters at the links below. 

    Would you like to try the next challenge? Next month, we’re creating an Exquisite Corpse poem. These collaborative poems necessarily involve yourself and at least one other poet, passing lines or stanzas forward, so now’s the time to choose poetry compatriots. Are you in? Good! The Poetry Sisters are continuing with our 2023 theme of TRANSFORMATION – and we’re going to also sneak in a few of Linda Mitchell’s clunkers to give us more to play with. If you’re still game, you have a month to craft your creation and share it on August 25th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals.We look forward to reading your poems!  

    I hope you'll take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Jan at BookSeedStudio. Happy poetry Friday, friends!  


    1. Oh wow, this looks incredibly challenging! a key seems to be the repeating words in the last lines of each stanza... I love what you've chosen...the final line of the poem is esp. effective. xo

    2. We have lost our way, and I am so worried we won't find a way back, especially with all the deniers. Our temperatures will read 100 this week, and even though I live in the Gulf South, this is a lot hotter than usual. And we homeowners are the ones footing the cost. Thanks for sharing.

    3. How much do I love it that you used "Eocene" in a poem? You're a sucker for form; I'm a sucker for atypical end hard to manage in a mono rhyme scheme! Not sure your poem needs "hope"---reality is what it is and we have done a number on our Earth home for sure.

    4. The stark dinosaur skeleton is foreboding, and your walk through time is a frightening reminder. I share your concerns and fears.

    5. Tricia, this is really lovely and full of science and transformation. I think the ending you have is perfect. Hope you're enjoying your institute!

    6. We've lost our way for sure. And I'm beginning to lose my hope. For this poem, you ending seems just right.

    7. Oh, this ending hit me so deeply that tears sprang to my eyes... Thank you for this, Tricia.

    8. This is a lament that is so well done, Tricia. Your poem pairs with Heidi's golden shovel today with devastating effect.

    9. Wow! That last line! Great job on this challenging form!

    10. Tricia, you take us from summit to sea level in three short stanzas in an echo of every day for those of us who are trying to keep paying honest attention: still and sublime/we've lost our way. And gosh this was harder than expected, right? A toast to geologic time to you!

    11. Tricia, this poem is potent & elegant with word choice & of course, fitting to form. If only more leaders would fit intelligent policy to Earth's, in extremis, needy forms ~ air, water, land.

    12. Tricia, nice job with the message in your poem. I agree that a fourth stanza of hope will add something special. Beautiful fourth lines with strong repetition phrases.