Last Word Poetry Land

LAST WORD, rules: ‘LAST WORD’ poetry, another new form invented by me, (Mick Talbot), unless you know different, feedback, please Format: [1] 5 lined stanza’s, as many as you like. The fifth line of each the refrain, and must remain the same throughout the piece. [2] All lines in iambic tetrameter, including the refrain. [3] In the first line of each stanza the last word must be identical throughout the piece, (LAST WORD), poetry, no synonyms the same last word on all stanza's. [4] Rhyming schemes: ABABC. AABBC, ABBAC LAND LAST WORD, rules: ‘LAST WORD’ poetry, another new form invented by me, (Mick Talbot), unless you know different, feedback, please Format: [1] 5 lined stanza’s, as many as you like. The fifth line of each the refrain, and must remain the same throughout the piece. [2] All lines in iambic tetrameter, including the refrain. [3] In the first line of each stanza the last word must be identical throughout the piece, (LAST WORD), poetry, no synonyms the same last word on all stanza's. [4] Rhyming schemes: ABABC. AABBC, ABBAC LAND They drift in from far distant land. Many species… of weeds and trees. Some turn out to be very grand. Many snakes… slits in driftwood squeeze. None needed, help from friendly hands. Most don’t survive the foreign land. Too cold… too warm… their lives will end. The climate good… form fresh new brands. In all niches… nooks and crannies blend. None needed, help from friendly hands. Sand similar as their old land. Come spring if they all made it through, will breed… their future safe… so grand. New generations life anew. None needed, help from friendly hands Season of peril in new land. Wintertime most will die… perish Seeds germinate… snakes breed… how grand Fauna… flora… new land cherish None needed, help from friendly hands