Feeling The Draft Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BCDEFGHIIJDKLMNFOFHD FPQLRSFTUVWXYZA2B2| A | |
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| We were young and it was an accomplishment | B |
| to have a body No one said this No one | C |
| said much beyond throw me that sky or | D |
| can the lake sleep over The lake could not | E |
| The lake was sent home and I ate too many | F |
| beets went around with beet blood tongue | G |
| worrying about my draft card burning brother | H |
| going to war Other brothers became holes | I |
| at first base at war then a few holes | I |
| Harleying back from war in their always | J |
| it seemed green jackets with pockets galore | D |
| and flaps for I wondered bullets I wondered | K |
| how to worship these giants None of them | L |
| wanted to talk to me or anyone it seemed | M |
| but the river or certain un helmeted curves | N |
| at high speed I had my body | F |
| and flung it over branches and fences | O |
| toward my coming sullenness as the gravity | F |
| of girls hips began and my brother | H |
| marched off to march against the war | D |
| I watched different masses of bodies on TV | F |
| people saying no to the jungle with grenades | P |
| and people saying no to the grenades with signs | Q |
| and my father saying no to all of them | L |
| with the grinding of his teeth he spoke with | R |
| I d pedal after the nos up and down a hill | S |
| like it was somehow a rosary somehow my body | F |
| was a prayer I could chant by letting it loose | T |
| with others like me milling around | U |
| the everything below five feet tall | V |
| that was ours the everything below | W |
| the adult line of sight that was ours | X |
| to hold as long as we could a year | Y |
| a summer Until the quarterback came back | Z |
| without well without When the next Adonis | A2 |
| stepped up to throw the bomb | B2 |
Bob Hicok
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