Two Corbies

by kiwisteveh

I'm slain, my love, my life is done,
The last great battle lost and won.
The mist descends, but still I see
Two corbies in yon darkling tree.

If you do love me, come, I pray;
Come bathe my wounds at end of day.
With tender kisses help me flee
Two corbies in yon darkling tree.

Come tend my faithful hawk and hound
And bury me in hallowed ground.
Let dismal mourners weep for me -
Two corbies in yon darkling tree.

Write A Review

Write a Kyrielle writing prompt entry

Writing Prompt
A kyrielle is made of quatrains that rhyme. Each stanza (that is a quatrain) has a line that repeats, so a line from a previous stanza. That line usually (but does not necessarily have to) be the last line in the stanza. Each line in the poem has eight syllables. There is no limit to the number of stanzas. Usually there are three or more stanzas. Any type of rhyme scheme can be used. More information and an example.

Recognized

My kyrielle is derived from a very old folk ballad which tells of two (or three) corbies (ravens or crows) discussing how they will dine on the bones of a young knight slain in battle. In one version, the knight is protected by his faithful hound and hawk and his body is taken for burial by his lady.

In a darker version, hawk and hound have gone off hunting and the lady has taken another lover!

Pays one point and 2 member cents.

You need to login or register to write reviews. It's quick! We only ask four questions to new members.

A Kyrielle

Two Corbies

by kiwisteveh

The FanStory Store For Writers

Your Poem On A Mug