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In the morning they ascended –
The rolling hills of deepest green –
To await a coming storm
At noon they knelt and prayed there –
Amid the glens and knolls, that –
In the morning they ascended
In the afternoon they fought there –
A struggle for their lives, in –
The rolling hills of deepest green
By eve with battle ended –
Many brave lads ne’er again –
To await a coming storm
Padre
Shadow Poetry … Cascade
Cascade, a form created by Udit Bhatia, is all about receptiveness, but in a smooth cascading way like a waterfall. The poem does not have any rhyme scheme; therefore, the layout is simple. Say the first verse has three lines. Line one of verse one becomes the last line of verse two. To follow in suit, the second line of verse one becomes the last line of verse three. The third line of verse one now becomes the last line of verse four, the last stanza of the poem.
a/b/c, d/e/A, f/g/B, h/i/C
I do like this. And the does well suit your poem.
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really good
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A most beautiful poem
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Cascade. The poetry form is aptly named and you did a wonderful job with it.
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Wow! Packed a punch! Well done. Thank you for joining in the Saturday Mix 😊
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Wow! Amazing piece!
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