A tribute to the poets passed,
they're home at last,
where angels fly
an endless sky.
Where every saint will love what's heard,
each precious word,
and verse shall rhyme
through all of time.
I know one day we'll too recite
within the light
that knows no end
once we ascend.
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Write a Minute Poem. The Minute Poem is rhyming verse form consisting of 12 lines of 60 syllables written in strict iambic meter. The poem is formatted into 3 stanzas of 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 syllables. The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabb, ccdd, eeff. See an example and more details in the announcement. |
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Minute Poetry Contest Winner
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Author Notes
I created this picture myself.
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