The Kind Ghosts Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABA ABA BAB CAB

She sleeps on soft last breaths but no ghost loomsA
Out of the stillness of her palace wallB
Her wall of boys on boys and dooms on doomsA
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She dreams of golden gardens and sweet gloomsA
Not marvelling why her roses never fallB
Nor what red mouths were torn to make their bloomsA
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The shades keep down which well might roam her hallB
Quiet their blood lies in her crimson roomsA
And she is not afraid of their footfallB
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They move not from her tapestries their pallC
Nor pace her terraces their hecatombsA
Lest aught she be disturbed or grieved at allB

Wilfred Owen



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