To The Blind

A flower blossom….

The Painter

He sits on the horizon….

Tears

From a swollen earth….

Pyrrhic

I will speak….

Spondee

Oh, Spondee…..

Rhythm And Meter

Rhythm you are the pulse of every line……

Syntax

You are seen by some inversion…..

Symbol

You are sometimes natural……

Satire

Literature that ridicules vices……

The Romance

You are the narrative poem…..

Scansion

You are the one…..