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Collaborative Couplet Quatrains

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Quatrain Rhyming Couplet Camaraderie (Workshop)

A night of warmth, the day is here,
my beans now grow a race is clear
the soil erupts to let them through
a sea of green to feed us seen.

The nighttime heat, summer is here,
it is so hot I can't see clear,
my face the sweat do sting my eyes,
I cry dear sir please fix the air

A city awakens brushing
suicides and junkies flushing
with her human bone comb snagging
drones watch football huffing, bragging

The hell and heaven aren't the same,
one's cool, the other burns in shame.
the heaven's faces grin with smiles,
while sinful ones in hell are piles.

Ian
Barbara
BlueDemon
Rula

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Region, Country: United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Billy Collins, Shakespeare, , Emily Dickinson, , , Whitman, Jess Tapper

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Ian.T

Ian.T

11 years 11 months ago

Barbara

It must be the summer in the Northern Hemisphere all the poets have taken their holidays.
We will later think of ways of getting them back, thanks for all you did on this one it was really good,
Yours as always Ian.T