A poem by Beverly Stock.
My memories abound 6
I think too much and found it brings 8
Joy that so sweetly clings 6
History that we beings made 8
Making our love’s crusade 6
All of my thoughts fade into this 8
In life, it’s you I miss 6
Longing adds bliss to our story 8
Bonded deep in glory 6
Our mark, allegory unchanged 8
A decree pre-arranged 6
What mere mortal could fain such rhyme 8
Lasting years, over time. 6
We were young and fine and now old. 8
Zodiac lovers bold 6
On life’s fickle merry-go-round. 8
Luc Bat, meaning Six Eight, is a Vietnamese form of poetry. The lines alternate between six and eight syllables, beginning with a six syllable line. The end syllable of each six-syllable line rhymes with the sixth syllable of the next eight-syllable line. The end syllable of each eight-syllable line rhymes with the end syllable of the next six-syllable line. The last of the poem rhymes with the last word of the first line. There is no set length to the poem, though it usually ends with an eight-syllable line.
Beverly Stock is an American poet living in St. Louis. Her work has been published on ClassicalPoets.org, at theChainedMuse.com, on Persimmontree.Org, and on the Webzine Lighten Up Online.
© 2019 Beverly Stock