Whittled Words – Cyrch A Chwta Poem



Welcome to the weekly series, Whittled Words. A series highlighting the innumerable types and styles of poetry to challenge any creative wordsmith. This week’s selection:






As you might guess from the name, Cyrch A Chwta is a Welsh poetic form. And like many Welsh forms, this poem involves both end rhymes and internal (or cross) rhymes. Here are the guidelines:


  • Octave stanza (8-line stanza)
  • 7 syllables per line
  • Lines 1-6 and 8 end rhyme together
  • Line 7 cross rhymes with line 8 (internally) on either syllable 3, 4, or 5


Note: The “a” rhyme appears at least 7 times per stanza, so it should be a strong one with plenty of rhyming options.



Examples of Cyrch A Chwta Poems:




by Sari Grandstaff


Floating dandelion seeds
Much maligned as noxious weeds
But children they take no heed
As they blow, their wishes freed
With abandon and Godspeed
The springtime wind takes the lead
In scattering the white fluff
Soon enough, to grow and breed.



by Lorraine Caramanna

Trap snaps on little mouse head,
shovel wacks sure it is dead.
How that mouse wishes he tread
in another place! Instead,
blood stains concrete floor bright red.
Murder conviction, I dread
jail for a self-defense crime,
guilty this time in my shed.



By Brad Osborne

Just down there across the way

Still living there till this day

In the house made out of clay

Lives the witch whom some would say

Huddles in her small doorway

Wrapped in dusty old duvet

Cursing and offering taunted

As if in some haunted play



I hope you have enjoyed this entry to the series, Whittled Words. I look forward to your comments, and if you dare, maybe share your own Cyrch A Chwta poem. Thanks for reading!




12 Responses to “Whittled Words – Cyrch A Chwta Poem”
  1. beth says:

    I like the flow of these and now just need a phonetic pronunciation of the welsh )

  2. Matt P says:

    I love the almost monorhyme of this form. And again, I have no idea today is Friday until I read this.

    So here’s my attempt, Brad. It’s written with acrostics.

    Plaint o’ Pen

    All the world shatters; scatter
    Scraggy piece slipped his fingers
    And silk skin tatters; spatter
    Dribbles red down to papers
    Penned world, ne’er wavers; falter
    O! Spilled soul, pain be over
    E’er heeds, a poet’s call; scrawl
    To his pieces, all matters

    • Brad Osborne says:

      I have missed your poetry, Matt! This is a beautiful example that truly raises the form. Your use of contraction to meet line length is an under-practiced and dying skill with the proliferation of open form poetry. This is definitely on my list of favorites by you. Well done, my friend!

  3. Francisco Bravo Cabrera says:

    Greatly enjoyed it Brad! Very nice poem! Take good care and all the best!

  4. Jim Borden says:

    I like this style of poem, and your example is excellent. For some reason as I was reading this I felt like a beat poet!

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