Fruit Of The Flower Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDAD EFEF GHGH BIBI JKJK LMLM| My father is a quiet man | A |
| With sober steady ways | B |
| For simile a folded fan | A |
| His nights are like his days | B |
| My mother's life is puritan | C |
| No hint of cavalier | D |
| A pool so calm you're sure it can | A |
| Have little depth to fear | D |
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| And yet my father's eyes can boast | E |
| How full his life has been | F |
| There haunts them yet the languid ghost | E |
| Of some still sacred sin | F |
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| And though my mother chants of God | G |
| And of the mystic river | H |
| I've seen a bit of checkered sod | G |
| Set all her flesh aquiver | H |
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| Why should he deem it pure mischance | B |
| A son of his is fain | I |
| To do a naked tribal dance | B |
| Each time he hears the rain | I |
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| Why should she think it devil's art | J |
| That all my songs should be | K |
| Of love and lovers broken heart | J |
| And wild sweet agony | K |
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| Who plants a seed begets a bud | L |
| Extract of that same root | M |
| Why marvel at the hectic blood | L |
| That flushes this wild fruit | M |
Countee Cullen
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