I glide on toes of thrusting force
On hands desiring, stretch inhale
To feel the laden whisper beat
To rhyming- lub-dub lub-dub songs
Seeking crystal clear, a company-
Mirror reflects thoughts in tandem
Seeping through horizon’s frames
And cast bigamous silhouetted existences.
Now presenting the above in (what I think to be) an iambic tetrameter. The last line tapers into a dactylic trimester. Not sure, if such combos are allowed.
I glide /on toes/ of thrust/ing force
On hands/ desir/ing, stretch/inhale
To feel/ the la/den whis/per beat
To rhym/ing- lub/-dub lub/-dub songs
Seeking/ crystal/ clear, a /company-
Mirror/ reflects/ thoughts in/tandem
Seeping/ through ho/rizon’s/ frames /
And cast biga/mous silhouetted/existences.
I think this fits into an iambic tetrameter. The last line tapers into a dactylic trimester.
Its a challenge keeping the flow of thoughts confined to a meter.
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