Cywyddau (cywydd)
Awdl gwydd: (owdl gow-widd):
Each stanza is a quatrain of seven syllables. Lines two and four rhyme; lines one and three cross rhyme into either the third, OR fourth, OR fifth syllable of lines two and four. In the possible scheme for two stanzas below you will note that in the first stanza I used the third syllable and in the second stanza I used the fifth. All three are in blue as "possibles".
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Awdl Gywydd
Love is such a heady drink
I do not think we are meant
To imbibe and also touch
Desiring so much it's sweet scent.
Dreaming throughout each long day
To find a way to spend each night.
Thus our plans given by Fate
Ending with the mate that's right.
Ryter Roethicle
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11 lines, 6 comments, on Aug 24 8:39 AM
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Our love has withered on the vine;
all that's left are the biting thorns.9 lines, 2 comments, on Oct 7 4:53 PM
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