can anyone give me a poam written in iambic foot!?! best one gets 10 points!!!!?

Question

i REALLY need a poam, plaese

Answer 1

Through sentient, gauzy flame I view life's dread,
quixotic, partial joke. We're vapour-born,
by logic and emotion seen as dead.

Plain cording weds great luxury ornate,
while moon-beams rise to die in Jove's quick day;
I navigate the puzzle-board of fate.

Wait! Squeeze one hundred labels into jibes,
grip clay and ink to form your topic - rage;
await the vexing mandate of our lives.

I rush on, firm, to raid my aged tools,
but yet I touch an eerie, vain, blank piece,
as oxide grown among life's quartz-paved jewels.

Once zealous Bartlebooth, a timid knave,
portrayed grief's calm upon a jigsaw round;
yet now he lies, fixed quiet in his grave.

Just so we daily beam our pain-vexed soul
with fiery craze to aim large, broken core
and quest in vain to find the gaping hole.


- George Perec