Rhyme Poem by Douglas Scotney

Douglas Scotney

Douglas Scotney

Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide

Rhyme



At a stretch
rhyme 'coast' and 'lost',
'Cynthia' and 'Monday',
'fashion' and 'explanation'
and 'have' and 'grave'.

'Come' and 'home'
seem to rhyme.

When 'come' comes first,
you want to say 'hum';
when first comes 'home',
you want to say 'comb'.

'Comb' and 'bomb'
appear to rhyme.

Forth from my room I com,
nevermore to set foot in my hom.

'Comb' and 'womb'
look to rhyme.

As from the womb we coome,
call we the womb
evermore our hoome.

Another example I'll put:
'boot' and 'foot'.

The time has come
to rhyme 'one' with 'plum'.

A rat you can live with,
it takes its fill from one;
a bird you can't,
it pecks every plum.

Tuesday, January 30, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: fruit,language,rhyme
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Douglas Scotney

Douglas Scotney

Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide
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