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An Enchantress



Dawn not have I seen in a pair of eyes
when reached the summit I stood on of mounts,
nor dry sailors ever sipped deep a fount,
with black sackcloth that in a sound grot lies!

alas! my echoes sting the ears that bend sharp,
if perchance under this storm on a shore,
as a ship, girded thirst on glowing sands moor,
fain led by a twinkle plucked from a harp...

For shall a sole droplet poured on my bogs,
thereof gardens wide in rows thus flower,
each hand glean on your isle, tears ever gone?

or shall noon the sun's rays gallows shower;
longer a strip of a black, thick lash flog,
plumes heard thrice, loud crow sad in early hours?
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Written on July 20, 2022

Submitted by robertrad2021 on July 20, 2022

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Quick analysis:

Scheme AXXA BXXB XCX CXX
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 634
Words 138
Stanzas 4
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 3, 3

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  • Symmetry58
    Man to man and straight up - you are one of the best poets I've ever encountered. Your hand is a gift to your heart. Your heart is a giving to necessity of man's walkabout confusion that requires aim. You've mastered it, Roberto, and I say this to exactly no one, so heed the reward of my praise. You must write for everyone's sake. Thank you for this. 
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  • teril
    Wow! Your control of words is great!
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