The Poetry Pond Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFG GHIFJ KLDM NONI IPQRNS TU VWWK XY ZA2 B2| Everyone is a poet or so the philosopher said The world teems | A |
| with poetry in much the sense the universe teems with life | B |
| A poet or two is squirrelled away in every major office | C |
| Boiler rooms hum with the tooth and nail robust imagery of | D |
| working class poets The neurological desire to express oneself | E |
| transcends even social barriers Be creative like a brain surgeon | F |
| My scalpel runneth over amongst all those cerebral ganglia | G |
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| The mind washed clean scrubbed down Words burn holes on the | G |
| paper Firemen disguised as poets douse the heroic flames | H |
| Sherpas tightly drawn amidst depths of a Himalayan winter | I |
| weather a torrent of words Groggy I search for breath am given | F |
| oxygen but see writing materials | J |
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| In the future everyone will be famous for five minutes | K |
| We have been promised this by Andy Warhol | L |
| In the present a day in the life of the poet is within reach of each of | D |
| you my peers | M |
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| Barnum and Bailey's fresh from the publishing scene comes to | N |
| town will train talent or so the sign read But the Big Top can't | O |
| accommodate all the poets Word jugglers sneak under the tent to | N |
| court the ringmaster's favour | I |
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| Poetry is a religion said the neophyte before downing its meagre | I |
| fare A window on life confounding reality fingering experience | P |
| Feast for the intellect grace and passion abiding as one Yet with | Q |
| poetry becoming as all things to all men and with every man doing as | R |
| right in his own eyes privateers and other assorted scaliwags eager to | N |
| toss in their lot with the real Empress lay ransom to this queen of arts | S |
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| Somewhere every person alive has written a book of poems | T |
| Bushel and a peck common as gravestones | U |
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| My mind was a tabla rosa and the poets could not pick it clean | V |
| And me within reach of this uncontrolled mitosis arspoetica I | W |
| dread have a nice day is already a populist poem Think my | W |
| grade biology is hazy but not my ability to count the poets | K |
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| I am holding hands with the poets lest we foam too perilously | X |
| at the crest | Y |
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| Sentenced in absentia to torturing words pulling wings off | Z |
| proverbial flies attacking motherhood | A2 |
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| Worse performing illegal abortions on the craft | B2 |
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