Damson jam

This is an excerpt of a beauiful Poem I'm posting
by The Totton linnet:

Moonlight shadow, moonlight shadow

I don’t want to be mantled with you

as cold and unfriendly as you are

chilled with the midnight dew.

I would rather have a sunbeam

clothed upon my shoulder,

little sis will hide her face

unless loving arms enfold her.

We were sitting on a towel

down on Netley shore,

eating bread and damson jam

harking the old men snore....

Rhyme & Metre

Some people dislike poems that don’t rhyme for much the same reasons that they dislike hoodies with studs in their noses. Both seem to pose a vague threat to social order. Rhyme in poetry, like metre and rhythm, reflects a sense of balance and symmetry; to banish it, as a lot of modern poetry does, may seem like opening the floodgates to anarchy. Start off with free verse and you end up with free love.Consider this couplet from the 18th-century poet Alexander Pope...