This one is HARD.
And I quote from napowrimo.net: “Our (optional) prompt for today departs from such concerns, however. Today, rather than being casual, I challenge you to get rather classically formal, and compose a poem in Sapphics. These are quatrains whose first three lines have eleven syllables, and the fourth, just five. There is also a very strict meter that alternates trochees (a two-syllable foot, with the first syllable stressed, and the second unstressed) and dactyls (a three-syllable foot, with the first syllable stressed and the remainder unstressed). The first three lines consist of two trochees, a dactyl, and two more trochees. The fourth line is a dactyl, followed by a trochee.”
Ain’t nobody got time for that! So mine is only one quatrain. Sorry!
Many months have scattered by flowing softly
beating lonely, restlessly sighing tears of
ghostly happy days of when. I walked upon
streets of longer memories. Blessed pathways.
Neverland is gone.