Tag: poetry
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Rhyme Schemes Are Hard
I’ve been experimenting with poetry recently … you know, the kind that actually follows some kind of pattern. My conclusion is that rhyme schemes are harder than they look. This doesn’t have a title, but here you go: Warm and generous, like the sun Always giving, ever feeding The hungers of a world still…
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March
We like March, his shoes are purple, He is new and high;Makes he mud for dog and peddler, Makes he forest dry;Knows the adder’s tongue his coming, And begets her spot.Stands the sun so close and mighty That our minds are hot.News is he of all the others; Bold it were to dieWith the blue-birds…