I pray I won’t be like a whale
And fail my diet by goin’ astray
I weigh my body on the scale
My pale face, wary as I weigh
The day I dread as a female
– One that tells me I’m not okay
(c) Sanch Vee @ Sanch Writes (25 April 2017)
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An Unwreathed sestet is the reverse of wreathed poetry. The first line starts with an internal rhyme with the second external and so on, there being no seventh line there is no external rhyme. The basic rhyme structure is as follows:
x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b.
x. b. x. x. x. x. x. a.
x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b.
x. b. x. x. x. x. x. a.
x. a. x. x. x. x. x. b.
x. x. x. x. x. x. x. a.

This has been written for the 2017 A to Z Challenge



Modern Gypsy
25 April 2017 at 12:24 pmOh, this makes me so angry – linking self-worth to a number on the weighing scale. It’s all kinds of wrong and hurtful!
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SHALINI BAISIWALA
25 April 2017 at 1:02 pmWow Sanchie another gem from your kitty! I must confess I didnt really follow the technicalities of this form very well but I loved the anguish you have poured into the poem over a topic thats so universal to every woman worth her salt! Cheers
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Sreesha
25 April 2017 at 1:10 pmLoved this form! Must have been tough to write.
Bellybytes
25 April 2017 at 8:40 pmOOh. And so prophetic. I’m on yet another diet and I begin my day with a weigh in. Today unfortunately I cheated majorly and the sad thing is that I’m not regretting it!!!!
Roshan Radhakrishnan
25 April 2017 at 11:49 pmWoah… this is some complex rhyme scheming! Who thinks of stuff like this 🙂
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Jacqui
26 April 2017 at 12:59 amInteresting poetry form. Who ever thought of this??
Kaddu
26 April 2017 at 2:14 amThis is complicated, and not particularly interesting. The form I mean. The poem, I loved.
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Fabida Abdulla
26 April 2017 at 12:26 pmAh, weighing scale numbers!! They don’t really mean much, and can be misguiding if you’re weight training – the muscle mass increases. Yet, we still fret over numbers!
Shilpa Garg
27 April 2017 at 3:29 amIt must be pretty challenging to write this form of poem, isnt it?
Ah! The weight woes… we all are made to feel guilty about it…
Shailaja Vishwanath
27 April 2017 at 11:54 amSigh, I feel like a whale every single day. Thanks for this. I know I have women in soldarity.
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