Thursday, June 28, 2012

Beach Encounter

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

3 comments:

  1. cynical codicil

    The next day they came post haste and dragged it all away
    For here it's unwanted, dangerous, but plastic, that's okay!

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