MADNESS!POETRY 2019 ROUND 1 (FORMULAIC) Advanced to Round 2
John Henry had a poem to write. His rhyme was uninspired.
And everything he tried to pen was hackneyed, worn, and tired.
A rose is red. A violet’s blue. He felt it was no use.
It wasn’t Browning, Hughes, or Blake, or even Dr. Seuss.
Iambic meter could be right. Or should it be trochaic?
The poem must be unique enough to not sound formulaic.
If mast’ry of the classroom work eluded him or worse,
He might recover and discover writing in free verse.