As I crested the rocky outcrop, I spied some little grey
I boldly ran towards it through the wintry day
It spun on legs so brittle and desperately sought a way
To escape my fearsome scrutiny, as if a thing of prey
At last it gasped, exhausted and had a mind to stay
While I recorded gently its full-bodied, woody sway.
monorhyme = an identical rhyme on every line, common in Latin and Arabic
cynical codicil
ReplyDeleteThe next day they came post haste and dragged it all away
For here it's unwanted, dangerous, but plastic, that's okay!
Lovely post.
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