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a minute poem
The Minute Poem
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The Approaching Storm
by adewpearl
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Waves echoing Poseidon's roar
rage toward the shore,
his dark command,
to storm the land.
No mercy do white horses show
while wild winds blow
to toss their manes
as chaos reigns.
Will gods who rule the surging sea
spare those who plea?
They long to know
as billows grow.
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Author Notes
The minute poem is comprised of three quatrains, each with a syllable count of 8/4/4/4, and is written in iambic meter.
The rhyme scheme is AABB CCDD EEFF. It is called a minute poem because there are 60 syllables.
A white horse is a wave blown by the wind so its crest is broken and appears white.
A billow is a large wave or swell of water.
Poseidon was the Greek god of the ocean and of earthquakes.
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