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Attention! Yet theme mask.
by Laura DoomUp count mere voices metrical in play,
fair scheme a given cliché, wannabee
why scan enjambe: men trope and strophe, betray
thy syllables before quatrain can be
not so, but while or thus far addressee
as I with such. To us, for parody
whence juxtaposed device, iamb you see
subvert pentameter in malady
extend, re: volta flux dichotomy
uncount though metaphor. You scan through ref-
erence perplex from stress, on irony
unshakeable in rose and spear to deaf.
Confine must couplet screw more eulogy
for rhetoric this that analogy. 04/26/2010 Posted on 04/26/2010
Copyright © 2024 Laura Doom
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/27/10 at 03:03 PM I am perplexed in a fascinated way. |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 05/15/10 at 02:13 AM The iambs of March parade in pentameter saluting the poetess with the parody pen. Woe to any device that has been forsaken by your bleeding typeset for they have truly been abandoned by a master of poesy. I have missed being read by you almost as much as I have missed reading you. May your words continue to flow in any format you desire (whether they are stressed or unstressed). |
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