What is iambic pentameter? Does this poem have it?
An Ocean’s Abyss
My master’s eyes, a black ocean’s abyss;
So piercing, so cold, no sparkle inside.
With lips just pursed, awaits a lover’s kiss.
He tries to forget, a secret to hide.
Dark as the earth, with a twist and a turn;
His moustache covers his sad, forlorn face.
He beckons me on to love and to learn;
He is the plain oak tree, I am the lace.
His forehead, etched with deepened lines galore;
Black hair, spiking up, and a paunch beside,
His ears protrude, need I say more?
But somehow, some way, even if I tried…
There would be his gentle, caring sweet ways,
That surrounds me like bright, faithful sun’s rays!
2006-10-10
08:09:54
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