Why do they think that I must drink I am waterlogged to the brink My magenta blooms do frown As my roots will surely drown Orchids love humidity And never morbidity Why do they think that I must drink I am waterlogged to the brink
Grace is hosting D’Verse Poets tonight. She has prompted us to write an Octelle The Octelle, created by Emily Romano, is a poem consisting of eight lines using personification and symbolism in a telling manner. The syllable count structure for this verse is 8, 8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8, and the rhyme scheme is aa/bb/cc/aa. The first two lines and the last two lines are identical. This is my first time using this form.