Experimental Poetry Form: Random Rhyming

This experimental poetry form is called random rhyming.  It consists of twenty lines of iambic tetrameter with pairs of rhymes, in the following rhyming pattern:

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The rhyming pattern was developed as follows:

The numbers one through twenty were written on a piece of paper.  Each number was then cut from the piece of paper.  The twenty pieces of paper were turned face down on a desk and then mixed around.  The pieces of paper were then turned over one by one generally from left to right on the desk.  The numbers were typed in a spreadsheet as they were turned over and were grouped in pairs as they were typed (the first two numbers turned over were the first pair, the second two numbers turned over were the second pair, etc.).  The first pair was labeled with an A for each number, the second pair with a B for each number, and so on through the ten pairs.  Then the numbers were sorted in increasing order in the spreadsheet carrying the letters with them.  At this point, the numbers were then in increasing numerical order and the letters were matched with the numbers as they were originally typed.  The result had the letters in the order as they are shown in the rhyming pattern above.

The purpose of this experimental poetry form is to see how a random rhyming pattern affects a poem.

Here is an example of a poem that utilizes this random rhyming pattern:

Beneath a tree

Beneath a tree when it was dawn,
the group did stand while looking down,
at the square hole in front of them,
that had a box of wood within.
They all did stand in silence then,
as the sun rose like a bright gem,
and waited for the man to speak,
to those around who were his kin.
The man then read some words of peace,
about the one who lay asleep,
as those who stood did stand and weep,
as they did hear the words he spoke.
And as he spoke the words in pen,
the sound of sobs in the group broke,
as tears did fall beneath the tree,
as all the silence did then cease.
And those who stood did feel so meek,
as they did think of who was gone,
and wished that what they felt would flee,
beneath the tree with leaves of brown.

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