A Decuain or Three

by | Jun 7, 2014 | Creative Writing | 0 comments

A blackbird was singing his song today a
telling the world he was a happy chap, b
and pigeons were coo-cooing on display a
lulling me into taking a short nap. b
But then the dog next door started to yap. b
He kept on and on, disturbing the peace, c
and I felt my nerves beginning to snap b
when that dreadful racket he wouldn’t cease. c
I uncorked a bottle, I have to say, a
and very soon all my cares went away. a 


I was just doing my garden today a
when suddenly it started raining down b
I really should have done it yesterday a
but I had to go walking into town b
to visit a dentist of some renown b
while she was to give me a filling. c
After that I went and bought a new gown b
to compensate me for all that drilling c
and the horror of their costly billing. c
Somehow I found dress shopping more thrilling! c



I am very sad, I am feeling grey, a
although the summer skies are getting blue b
because this time last week it was the day a
that I had to say my goodbyes to you b
and my life is just not the same, it’s true. b
But now you are in a much better place c
reunited with your sister, you two b
can run together free again and race c
each other to fetch the balls you can chase. c
All I have is a photo of your face. c

Write a poem – the Decuain (pronounced deck•won), created by Shelley A. Cephas, is a short poem made up of 10 lines, which can be written on any subject. There are 10 syllables per line and the poem is written in iambic pentameter.  There are 3 set choices of rhyme scheme – ababbcbcaaababbcbcbb, or ababbcbccc


Dear Heart…

Our dearest Susan has a tender heart,
a mother who’s devoted to her son,
her love and wisdom to him she’ll impart
so when they are together they have fun;
I know their love shall never come undone.
She’s special to her friends and family,
a gift from God, who’s loved by everyone
for truly she is blessed with dignity,
in this I’m sure that we would all agree
because I know she has been good to me.
             Copyright © 2008 Shelley A. Cephas