In winter’s doom, the rain awaits
For torchlight moon, to rise, elate
A myst of diamond pellets prance
Begins in waves, accumulates
In dreams of green and blossom blast
Awakened by the snow of last
We shiver, quake in arctic breath
And slip and slide to portals past
In response to “Poetics: Games Night” where Sarah has asked us “to choose 3 names from the list of computer game names below, and somehow or other wrangle them into a poem.” I have incorporated five of them into this Rubaiyat, which I will also link to our most recent challenge in Poetry Forms.
Notes: The rhyme scheme is AABA. I did not choose to use the unrhymed B line sound from the first quatrain as the main rhyming sound in the next quatrain, therefore it is not interlinking. This is an option for the form.