Here are thirteen lines to spin out control,

The rhyme must be decent, a grouping, a whole,

Where you see the meaning, your own indeed,

Others may guess at what you concede;

No rules have I to float you along,

Except what you see in this 'elegant' song:

That's a set of six pairs, couplets alight,

Whilst thirteen, unlucky, will be sitting tight,

How can it be that the rhymes are so-

When the rhythm’s melody is only below?

Not metric, dactylic, but what do you hear?

There's my lilting indeed to bring out your fear...

Will you rise to this challenge I set to myself?

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Author guidance for This poem

This began because Spook suggested so. I had once set myself the challenge of ending my poetry anthologies with a poem of the same metre and scheme as that which I had begun with. It was foolish nature that led me to begin my Second Anthology with a thirteen-lined poem. However, it gave me the challenge to complete a thirteen-lined poem for my final piece of the anthology, which is in the summary to the side. I hope I have succeeded...

NB: The full poem exceeded 500 characters, so I had to cut the first couplet in order to fit in 'Thirteen lines for a poem, now am I absurd?' As that is, of course, what this challenge is all about!

Now I present to you something of a similar nature. Can you write a thirteen-line poem of rhyming couplets and an odd end? It can be about anything, and, as I have said in the first page, it doesn't even have to make much sense to readers (if you've read some of my newer poetry, you'll know what I mean!)
There is no 'official' metre to the style of the poems, but you can work with what I have in the two examples I have given here: a lilting, bobbing line of two halves. At least, that's what it sounds like in my own mind! Enjoy! ^.^

updated Dec 29 '11 by SumnerzAngel