The KYRIELLE is a French verse form that dates back to the middle ages that usually contains octosyllabic (iambic tetrameters), rhyming couplets paired in quatrains. Each quatrain includes a refrain (repeat line, phrase or word) in the final line. There is no limit to the number of stanzas but three is generally the minimum.The rhyme scheme is optional.
The word Kyrielle is derived from the kyrie, a form of prayer in which each section concludes with the same words: "Kyrie eleison", meaning "Lord have mercy upon us". Whole line repeats within a poem is sometimes known as rime en kyrielle; this phenomenon is found in quite a number of verse forms.
An example:
KYRIELLE/John Payne (1842-1916)
A lark in the mesh of the tangled vine,
A bee that drowns in the flower-cup's wine,
A fly in sunshine,--such is the man.
All things must end, as all began.
A little pain, a little pleasure,
A little heaping up of treasure;
Then no more gazing upon the sun.
All things must end that have begun.
Where is the time for hope or doubt?
A puff of the wind, and life is out;
A turn of the wheel, and rest is won.
All things must end that have begun.
Golden morning and purple night,
Life that fails with the failing light;
Death is the only deathless one.
All things must end that have begun.
Ending waits on the brief beginning;
Is the prize worth the stress of winning?
E'en in the dawning day is done.
All things must end that have begun.
Weary waiting and weary striving,
Glad outsetting and sad arriving;
What is it worth when the goal is won?
All things must end that have begun.
Speedily fades the morning glitter;
Love grows irksome and wine grows bitter.
Two are parted from what was one.
All things must end that have begun.
Toil and pain and the evening rest;
Joy is weary and sleep is best;
Fair and softly the day is done.
All things must end that have begun.
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Since you've posted this, my interest has been peaked again, as I think I'd only written two of these before... and had forgotten about them, frankly, till I saw one posted last week that I'm about to return to to comment on... now that my feeble mind recalls what they are! [ I think I've forgotten more than what I still know... and I'm not even sure of that! ]
Anyhow, during our trip to the zoo with Charissa, Jason and Yasmin and the twins, including an excursion with their Big Wheels at an empty community wading pool...
I wrote these thoughts, in a common variation of the form:
la ménagerie
Ah, year ‘round visits at the zoo,
find God’s creations roam for fun
amidst variety, ‘most too
amazing… creatures, every one!
‘neath tree or shelter, some will roam,
while others graze or bask alone;
a few would rather be at home…
amazing creatures, every one!
We’ve some who’ve traveled from afar
to join us here, come clouds or sun…
perhaps because here, there’s no war?
Amazing creatures, every one.
They come in different colors, size
and shape… can’t understand a one
of them, and yet their sounds seem wise.
Amazing creatures, every one.
We peer at them through windows, wires;
I think sometimes they want to run!
These humans, stay ‘til time expires…
amazing creatures… every one!
© Daniel J Ricketts 08 May 2005
Anyhow, during our trip to the zoo with Charissa, Jason and Yasmin and the twins, including an excursion with their Big Wheels at an empty community wading pool...
I wrote these thoughts, in a common variation of the form:
la ménagerie
Ah, year ‘round visits at the zoo,
find God’s creations roam for fun
amidst variety, ‘most too
amazing… creatures, every one!
‘neath tree or shelter, some will roam,
while others graze or bask alone;
a few would rather be at home…
amazing creatures, every one!
We’ve some who’ve traveled from afar
to join us here, come clouds or sun…
perhaps because here, there’s no war?
Amazing creatures, every one.
They come in different colors, size
and shape… can’t understand a one
of them, and yet their sounds seem wise.
Amazing creatures, every one.
We peer at them through windows, wires;
I think sometimes they want to run!
These humans, stay ‘til time expires…
amazing creatures… every one!
© Daniel J Ricketts 08 May 2005
Excellent Kyrielle Daniel!
I must try one of these (along with slew of other forms) someday....
Cheers, Dr. Doolittle...
I must try one of these (along with slew of other forms) someday....
Cheers, Dr. Doolittle...
Thank you very much, Lori... and I do hope that it came through that the narrator was not human! 
You may recall this one. I think I had posted it here, but I really cannot recall:
No Ill Refrain
There is a time to speak… to not;
recall that blow-up? What’s it got
you… but increasing stress and strain?
When I’d react, then I’ll refrain.
To think it through is best for all;
deliberation doesn’t brawl.
I’ll count to ten and use my brain
when I’d react… then I’ll refrain.
When I’ve been slapped or feel the red
boil up inside, I’ll pause… Instead
of striking, ask Did I e’er gain
when I’d react? Then I’ll refrain.
There is a time to wait… or not;
Postponing? What’s it ever got
me, but more grief. Face now that pain:
when I’d react, then I’ll refrain.
© Daniel J Ricketts 09 Dec 2004
... and I hope that you indeed WILL be putting your hand again to some of these forms. You're SO adept at them!
deLightingly, Daniel :sun:
You may recall this one. I think I had posted it here, but I really cannot recall:
No Ill Refrain
There is a time to speak… to not;
recall that blow-up? What’s it got
you… but increasing stress and strain?
When I’d react, then I’ll refrain.
To think it through is best for all;
deliberation doesn’t brawl.
I’ll count to ten and use my brain
when I’d react… then I’ll refrain.
When I’ve been slapped or feel the red
boil up inside, I’ll pause… Instead
of striking, ask Did I e’er gain
when I’d react? Then I’ll refrain.
There is a time to wait… or not;
Postponing? What’s it ever got
me, but more grief. Face now that pain:
when I’d react, then I’ll refrain.
© Daniel J Ricketts 09 Dec 2004
... and I hope that you indeed WILL be putting your hand again to some of these forms. You're SO adept at them!
deLightingly, Daniel :sun:
Seize and de-syst
This virus ad pops up for me
to click it on; it wants to be
a worm that grows inside. I see
I must configsys differently.
I found and killed its dial-up friend;
it resurrected. In the end
I zapped it out somehow, but see
I must configsys differently.
But I need help, ‘cause I don’t know
a thing about how it might grow.
My friend will soon come visit me;
I must configsys differently.
It’s frustrating to be so dumb;
do you know where I’m comin’ from?
I think he’ll help to set me free;
I must configsys differently.
© Daniel J Ricketts 01 July 2005
This virus ad pops up for me
to click it on; it wants to be
a worm that grows inside. I see
I must configsys differently.
I found and killed its dial-up friend;
it resurrected. In the end
I zapped it out somehow, but see
I must configsys differently.
But I need help, ‘cause I don’t know
a thing about how it might grow.
My friend will soon come visit me;
I must configsys differently.
It’s frustrating to be so dumb;
do you know where I’m comin’ from?
I think he’ll help to set me free;
I must configsys differently.
© Daniel J Ricketts 01 July 2005
Bad luck on getting that virus, Daniel - but excellent inspiration for a poem. Hope it is now errased and you have some protection operating.
Fran
Fran
Here goes - my first Kyrielle:
This was mused from Grace's FLASH session stimulus - Flash #5... TY!
The Canvas Conveyed
I’ve found a canvas, buried deep
within a box; an auction keep
where woodland path is dappled green
soft silver frame surrounds the scene.
Lush mossy mounds add olive tones
to secrete once-marked divine stones
a place of worship, love serene
soft silver frame surrounds the scene.
And on the back in copperplate
a note is etched, eternal mate
Thou wilt remember, this I’ve seen…
soft silver frame surrounds the scene.
Copyright © Lorraine M Kanter
This was mused from Grace's FLASH session stimulus - Flash #5... TY!
The Canvas Conveyed
I’ve found a canvas, buried deep
within a box; an auction keep
where woodland path is dappled green
soft silver frame surrounds the scene.
Lush mossy mounds add olive tones
to secrete once-marked divine stones
a place of worship, love serene
soft silver frame surrounds the scene.
And on the back in copperplate
a note is etched, eternal mate
Thou wilt remember, this I’ve seen…
soft silver frame surrounds the scene.
Copyright © Lorraine M Kanter
Wonderfully done, Lori!
The only line that is not IT is S2L3. I'm sure that a visit to the forums could quickly 'correct' that, however. Beautiful picture here.
deLightingly, Daniel :sun:
The only line that is not IT is S2L3. I'm sure that a visit to the forums could quickly 'correct' that, however. Beautiful picture here.
deLightingly, Daniel :sun:
Hi Daniel! 
How are you? I heard you had a surgery? My gosh! I didn't know... Hope you are feeling better! :D
DO you mean:
a place of worship, love serene
How would you make it IT? You know me , meter is not so easy....
Thanks so much for poppin' in...
HUGS
~Cleo :)
How are you? I heard you had a surgery? My gosh! I didn't know... Hope you are feeling better! :D
DO you mean:
a place of worship, love serene
How would you make it IT? You know me , meter is not so easy....
Thanks so much for poppin' in...
HUGS
~Cleo :)
OOPS!
I meant S2L2. L3 is perfect IT!
As to my surgery, yes, I had umbilical hernia surgery Wednesday morning, but I understand that the doc only had to make a smiley cut and separated the muscles, evidently not having had to cut and suture them. That makes the recovery time immensely shorter! In fact, I expect to be back to work this week; I see the doc Tuesday morning, unless he has unscheduled surgery.
I also attended drill this weekend, though the physical demands of this preparation weekend for annual training were minimal, thankfully... since I really don't have time to make up the wekend!
Again, sorry for the confusion!
sLightly embarrassed, Daniel :sun:
I meant S2L2. L3 is perfect IT!
As to my surgery, yes, I had umbilical hernia surgery Wednesday morning, but I understand that the doc only had to make a smiley cut and separated the muscles, evidently not having had to cut and suture them. That makes the recovery time immensely shorter! In fact, I expect to be back to work this week; I see the doc Tuesday morning, unless he has unscheduled surgery.
I also attended drill this weekend, though the physical demands of this preparation weekend for annual training were minimal, thankfully... since I really don't have time to make up the wekend!
Again, sorry for the confusion!
sLightly embarrassed, Daniel :sun:
That's good news Daniel!
Now - S2L3: a place of worship, love serene
a PLACE of WORship, LOVE seRENE?
Now - S2L3: a place of worship, love serene
a PLACE of WORship, LOVE seRENE?
QUOTE
to secrete once-marked divine stones
to seCRETE ONCE-marked diVINE STONES
That's the only uneven meter in your piece, Lori. Again, sorry for the confusion.
Haven't been around much lately, dealing with dratted post-anesthesia depression.
seekin' de Light, Daniel :sun:
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