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Why should you care For what I fear? You have no way My heart to sway, You may insist Danger is past, But I still feel That it is real: Perhaps you dare To venture near That evil place Of little grace, Where he was slain In bloody shame, But I prefer No more to stir Within the reach Of such a wretch, I dread what might Come into sight, I am afraid To pass his grave, Lest he should rise, And his cold eyes Look into mine - If he should moan, I think that I Would surely die - Call me a fool, Say that i fail, Laugh at my fears, Ignore my tears, It is no use, That is the truth. This poem is based on the Welsh form "Cywydd Deuair Fyrion," which uses four syllable lines combining rhyme and off-rhyme. ("Patterns of Poetry" - M. Williams) 8/13/20 "Strand New 21" B. Strand

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Date: 8/16/2020 8:24:00 PM
I was not aware of this form of poetry - I like the short beat of the lines -
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Beth Evans
Date: 8/19/2020 5:25:00 PM
Thanks, Michelle - I like writing in off-rhyme, it's not always easy to find a similar word.