I could say it’s a meme worth studying, and probably it is, but the truth is that I just enjoy looking at the way these things are constructed, and the results I get back. This one is Alice‘s fault, as she led me to it.
What poetry form am I? Read on.
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Me and Dante. I feel better already. Even more terrifying is how much sense this diagnosis makes as I consider it.
Now back to our normal programming.
well, I got haiku:
Short, terse, unfriendly,
Yet sometimes quite emotive;
I am the Haiku.
but my OWN version (written before I did the “test”) says:
senryu is me
enigmatic smile wrapped in
clever doubletalk
I am a sonnet.
You bet you are. Glad to know the test has value and validity. 🙂
Oook, I think haiku works well for you, though you are anything but terse and unfriendly. The trouble is the description of haiku, not the genre’s applicability to you.
It says I am a sonnet, but I am not sure about the accuracy of that :o)
I blame receiving the heroic couplet with its persona of fervent organizer on the fact that I was contemplating my task list when interrupted to take the quiz.
my weakness — senryu
wryly observing humans
skirting the unkind
I too am terza rima, though I’d secretly been hoping for cutup or found poem…
I am a sonnet (although it says I might be a haiku as well).
Surprises abound…I guess I’m either a tanka:
I am the tanka.
The attention of others
Is unnerving, and
Since I try not to draw it,
I’m left alone. Which is good.
Or a triolet:
If they told you I’m mad, then they lied.
I’m odd, but it isn’t compulsive.
I’m the triolet, bursting with pride;
If they told you I’m mad, then they lied.
No, it isn’t obsessive. Now hide
All the spoons or I might get convulsive.
If they told you I’m mad then they lied.
I’m odd, but it isn’t compulsive.
No one is more surprised than I.