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Trochaic hexameter... rather difficult to write.
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Crowescent Verse
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perfect rondeau
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Lie there, fool amongst the fallen leaves,
As I ponder on much sweeter fruit.
Only when thy broken hand no longer brings
Affliction to thy luscio..
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Shh.
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Sonnet, inspired by Robert Frost's "Acquainted with the Night."
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A recurring dream.
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Turning around, to adjust my direction,
An open hall with a wall at the end
Is green on each side, and high in perfection
The wind blows its ca..
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While tracing a moonlit path of flattened want and stones,
I came upon this place, you see, that only sleep should know:
The sky was see-through..
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An alluring voice once called my name,
One of sweet, melodious elation;
A solemn sound with ringing bells
That sang with deprivation.
This fal..
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