So the Terza Rima rhyme scheme is a-b-a, b-c-b, c-d-c, d-e-d with an ending of either d-e-d or e-e couplet. According to the almighty Wikipedia it is supposed to be really difficult in English since there are not enough words in English that rhyme and thus too restrictive. I'm gonna try to describe my day using this format. Hopefully in iambic pentameter.
"Uphill, here on out." The old woman squeals
as she pedals away. Her sun bleached
sun dress flows in the breeze as if to reveal
A secret. The first leg is there to teach
Children how to ride. Speckled with tricycles
like little hermit crabs scurrying along the beach.
A flat well paved and marked encyclical
path lay ahead. Opening the thick brush
to the onslaught of suburban bicycles.
Pushing harder the blood begins to rush.
The gears shift to create greater tension
making what was once easy much less such.
The Franciscans tell it as near to Ascension.
One with the road, wilderness, and creation.
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