Stefanile Triadic Sonnet

An American Sonnet form which divides into 3 sections with a central Octave.

Form Type: Metrical
Origins: American
Creator: Felix Stefanile
Number of Lines: 14
Rhyme Scheme: a,b,a-b,c,c,d,b,b,d,e-f,e,f
Meter: Iambic Pentameter


Rules
1. The form divides into three sections. There should be no enjambment over these sections. They are as follows:

a) The first part is a triplet which ryhmes a,b,a. This section sets the theme for the content of the sonnet and is formed as a statement.
b) The second section is an octave rhyming b,c,c,d,b,b,d,e this elborates on the theme and enhances it.
c) The final triplet rhymes f,e,f. This provides the resolution of the sonnet in a similar fashion to the final couplet in a Shakespearian Sonnet.

2. The poem should be constructed using Iambic Pentameter.

Example Poem

Static

I don't have noises dancing through my head 

as other people attest that they do 

except sometimes when I'm ensconced in bed. 

My schemes to find the perfect girl to wed, 

or fights to right the wrongs of city woes,

or dramas brought while teenage daughter grows

are now behind me.  Can't believe the peace. 

I live in now, just plan a bit ahead.

The mental noise begins when I'm in bed. 

It's fun sometimes, and sometimes just won't cease. 

The static's streaming from my muse somewhere. 

I grab one random thought and get on it. 

Forsake the bed (retired, it's always there.) 

and try to write a Triadic sonnet. 

© Lawrencealot - January 21, 2013

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Betwixt Sonnet

Friday, October 12, 2012

5:28 PM

This form was invented for Sonnet 1327 by
Jose Rizal M. Reyes, of February 26, 2009
format: English (quatrain, quatrain, quatrain, couplet)
rhyming pattern: abba cbbc dbbd bb
IT was named the Betwixt Sonnet on November 13, 2012
by Lawrencealot until I hear otherwise from the 'Fair youth"

Example:

Accidental Me               ( Betwixt Sonnet )

The chances of becoming you were small.

Your mother might have never said okay,

when first she met your father that one day.

Another beau might then have won the call.

The mating might have some how been postponed

or hurried by just seconds either way,

ejaculate could have been washed away,

or killed by spermicide your momma owned.

A simple cough that nudged the winning sperm

decided you'd be who you are today.

But certainly you are your dossier

so fill it up and never act infirm.

The game is being played out everyday

and as for me I find it fun to play.

Lawrencealot - November 13, 2012

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