Exceptional A Barbee poem Pondering by damommy

The frilly curtains flutter on the sill, and chilly winds will wend their way beneath and wreath my room with scents blown from the hill. Bequeathing my black sheath, I sit and think a bit - would it be right to give up such a dress, just guessing it might not be such a fit? A blessing to confess you need clothes to succeed to speed you on to work for higher things. It springs to mind you buy what you don’t need – few kings spend what you do on shopping flings. Recognized Author Notes This form was created by Lawrence Eberhart, aka Lawrencealot on Allpoetry in response to a contest. It is named the Barbee, due to the facts it is dedicated to BarbarbBP, and that its syllabic representation looks somewhat like a capital E. This form was designed for IAMBIC PENTAMETER in which case all of the required rhyming is STRESSED. It has a COUPLET rhyming pattern on the 2nd syllable of aabbccddeeff and an end-rhyme CROSSED rhyming pattern of ababcdcdefef. It is a poem of 12 lines (and may be presented as the poet desires, but will lose E shape).

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