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...And Now We're Out of Carrots ![]() Politics feels like a mule chasing a carrot, that is always out of reach. Now, no carrots. ![]() |
STRUCTURE TONE STYLE TITLE IMAGE FINAL THOUGHTS ![]() ![]() ![]() STRUCTURE This is made up of four line stanzas. There are eight stanzas altogether which form a story in a poem. There is hardly any punctuation which gives this poem a rushed sort of tone. The rhyming is a simple sequence as in it is an ABAC until the speaker gets to the last stanza and changes that to an ABBC rhyming sequence. TONE The tone is a sad one and not about carrots but the fact that whoever we vote for will screw us rotten. The carrots are a metaphor for wealth and resources which we have none of and the government is to blame. I like the message and the metaphor. The tone is one of hopelessness but also a drive that we must still vote, even though we do not believe. STYLE The style is a rhyming poem and I enjoyed the way it rushed to the end. TITLE The title is very apt and profound and fits in with the theme of the poem. IMAGE I see a world stripped of all its resources lying wasted in the universe. FINAL THOUGHTS This is a good poem and thank you for sharing. ![]() ![]()
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