Ochtfochlach

The ochtfochlach is an Irish verse form consisting of an eight-line stanza with a consistent but unspecified length and meter. The rhyme scheme is aaab cccb.

The Ochtfochlach

I like the form and rhythm, too;

It fits and wears like well-made shoe.

With luck it lasts a whole life through

And looks no worse for wear.

Iambic feet can march along

And lend their cadence to a song

With beats that switch from soft to strong,

A pace that's light to bear.

Pasted from <http://lonestar.texas.net/~robison/ochtfochlach.html>

My example poem

Fochlach It   (Ochtfochlach)

The Ochtingfochlach rocks

it's not some damn flummox;

I penned this wearing socks,

and yes, without my shoes.

Define most any style

this form will soon beguile

and render forth a smile.

So what is there to lose?

© Lawrencealot - December 4, 2013

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There is no requirement for meter or line-length, though I chose iambic trimeter for this write. 

Cyhydedd hir

Cyhydedd Hir, cuh-hée-dedd heer (long cyhydedd), the 18th codified ancient Welsh Meters an Awdl, is most often written as a couplet following other metered couplets within a stanza.

Cyhydedd Hir is:
• written in any number of single lines made up of 19 syllables divided into 3 rhymed 5 syllable phrases and ending in a 4 syllable phrase carrying a linking rhyme to the next line.
• or could be written as a couplet of a 10 syllable line and a 9 syllable line. The 5th and 10th syllables of the 10 syllable line are echoed in rhyme mid line of the 9 syllable line which also carries a linking end-rhyme to be echoed in the end syllable of each succeeding couplet or stanza.
• or the couplet can be separated at the rhyme, into tercet or quatrain.

single line
x x x x A x x x x A x x x x A x x x B

or as a couplet

x x x x A x x x x A
x x x x A x x x B

or quatrains
x x x x A
x x x x A
x x x x A
x x x B

x x x x C
x x x x C
x x x x C
x x x B

or tercets
x x x x A
x x x x A
x x x x A x x x B

x x x x C
x x x x C
x x x x C x x x B

x x x x D
x x x x D
x x x x D x x x B

Pasted from <http://www.poetrymagnumopus.com/index.php?showtopic=970> 

Thanks to Judy Van Gorder for her effort on this wonderful resouce.

Example Poem

Lovers in the Park

Lovers in the park
Share a certain spark,
life is but a lark.
They share desire.
Soft whispers calling,
on grass they're sprawling,
each other mauling,
Eros on fire.

Wanting without shame,
desire sparks the flame,
part of all love's game,
this is true lust.
In his eyes a gleam,
her pulse one hot stream.
for each-- what a dream,
this sensual trust.

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This is from Mirrored by MysticMirage on Allpoetry