Two men sat stone slope at water’s edge
Talking old ideas they once had held
Trying to fish the shade under falling bridge.
The pond in line like a planted field.
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A quatrain is a four-line poem. This one is rhymed abab and written in a very loose iambic pentameter.
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Richard Braxton is a writer struggling with his inner poet. He has fought the poetic urge most of his life, but lately, he has fallen prey to this lifestyle. And the world is the worse for it.
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Nice read!
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Thank you. 🙂
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Took me three minutes to figure out abab is actually ABAB! Duh! If I didn’t have to babysit, I’d go back to sleep. Maybe I’ll play some ABBA. Nope! Will never be wide awake enough to do that on purpose. 😎
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In that case, don’t click on this link: https://youtu.be/3mRG-j_5ESQ lol 😀
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Haha!! Not falling for that old trick!! 🙉
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