Can't See Beyond

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2008 Poetry





Can't See Beyond




Trapped forever behind this wall of glass

feeling the frosted haze of existence.

I fumble while traveling life’s long path,

wondering from where we came and whence.



They say it was from a big cloud of gas,

but I don’t believe for I may be dense.

I do my best not to beget his wrath,

for when over I will not need defense.






Author's Notes/Comments: 


Sicilian Quatrain,
or Heroic Stanza


This form consists of three rhymes
using iambic pentameter (10 syllables per line).
This gives a suggested pattern of:


x x x x x x x x x a

x x x x x x x x x b

x x x x x x x x x c

x x x x x x x x x b
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x x x x x x x x x a

x x x x x x x x x b

x x x x x x x x x c

x x x x x x x x x b

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