Creeping out of the night shadows,
dead bodies start to decompose.
Wherever.
A living corpse cannot be dead,
a bride for him, she must be wed.
Whenever.
Unpleasant feelings bring the strange,
ideas in his head sure to derange.
Whatever.
Darkness is what he most feared,
until that ghostly dude appeared.
Whoever.
There would be no happy ending.
No need to keep on pretending,
forever.
Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip, 28 July 2018 Compound Word Verse Rhyme Scheme: a, a, b Meter: 8, 8, 3.
That’s a very rhyming post.
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I probably should have explained that this poem has to be composed of 5 stanzas and each stanza needs to have 3 lines and line one must rhyme with line two and line 3 must contain a compound word, piece of cake right.
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Anything but, yet you managed it perfectly. I’ll be a chicken and opt out.
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I was looking for a different type of challenge as the prompt words do get tiring after a while and I saw this and it just seemed right.
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Oops, my bad I forgot to discuss the meter. Line one and line two must each contain 8 syllables and line 3 has to be 3 syllables.
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You nailed it! Thanks for joining in the Saturday Mix 😊
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Thanks Sarah, it was lots of fun.
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Nice one, Jim. I didn’t know there was a poet lurking inside of you.
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Thanks Dango, but my first post was actually a poem.
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I’ll have to go back and read it.
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In fact my first two posts were poems.
https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2017/04/23/walking-gale/
https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2017/04/23/poetry/
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These were posted before I discovered you. Before, actually, I started my own blog almost a month later.
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I actually wrote both of those poems before I started my blog.
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