Buck Dexter strode into the Open Clam Saloon; the roughest whiskey swilling joint south of Cape Hatteras. Buck wasn’t in the bar for more than a minute when one mean hombre approached him and asked, “is your horse parked by my no parking sign?” Buck said…
I have no car,
And my horse caught on fire,
My dog is blue like Babar,
I bought her for four Bosnian dinars,
She’s far too large,
To drive a car.
Don’t worry about me,
I’m not parking by your tree.
–Buck Dexter
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I think you may have created a new rhyme scheme…A B A A A A C C…I suggest you call it the Dexter scheme.
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That’s a good idea. I wanted to give an idea of dialect and this scheme so I thought the sentence or two of narrative might set that up easier.
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It’s a good idea Richard, the combination of prose and poetry. The narrative does set up the character and scene. The poetry adds the imagery and a smart use of language. You have packed a lot into relatively few words.
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Thanks Ronald. I often “set up” a poem when I read it. I’ve been thinking about poems as part of a larger narrative and including that brief set up from some unwritten narrative as snap shot of what I eventually post. I appreciate your feedback and support.
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