#amphibrachic

Scansion:

◡ – ◡ / ◡ – ◡ / ◡ – ◡ / ◡ – Who lives in / a pineap/ple under / the sea? – – / – – SpongeBob / SquarePants ◡ – ◡ / ◡ – ◡ / ◡ – ◡ / ◡ – Absorbent / and yellow / and porous / is he – – / – – SpongeBob / SquarePants ◡ – ◡ / ◡ – ◡ / ◡ – ◡ / ◡ – If nauti/cal nonsense / be something / you wish – – / – – SpongeBob / SquarePants ◡ – ◡ / ◡ – / ◡ – ◡ / ◡ – Then drop on / the deck / and flop like / a fish – – / – – SpongeBob / SquarePants

Dear Lord, please don't let me fuck up

scansion:

◡ – ◡ / ◡ – ◡ / ◡ – Dear Lord, please / don't let me / fuck up

the bright copper kettle gets dirty sometimes

like evenings where tea is replaced with the wine

the pot is no better — a scrubbing is due

Get away, my tightness deep in the own chest,

Whenever I see you with another conquest,

The next day, your princess, will she be far gone?

I shiver in my blue thick cover alone

scansion:

◡ ◡ – / ◡ – ◡ / – ◡ ◡ / – – Get away, / my tightness / deep in the / own chest, ◡ – ◡ / ◡ – ◡ / ◡ ◡ – ◡ / – ◡ Whenever / I see you / with another / conquest, ◡ – ◡ / ◡ – ◡ / ◡ – ◡ / – – The next day, / your princess, / will she be / far gone? ◡ – ◡ / ◡ ◡ – / – – ◡ / ◡ – I shiver / in my blue / thick cover / alone

meter: The first 3 lines have a clear pattern are underlyingly three amphibrachs plus a spondee, with some anaclasis within the spondees in the first line. Line 4 keeps the same number of syllables as the previous lines but diverges rhythmically after the first foot.

Hay ripens. I sharpen my tapering scythe blade and chamfer its wafer of paper-thin steel with stone swoops; it’s hooked like a peregrine’s talon. The snaking shaft sweeps and the first swathe is side-laid beside me, clean slain. As I swing I can feel the gravid field yielding. Sheaves kneel and then fall in the breeze in formation. Their early seeds dance there like next April’s rain-showers…