Anagram Poem–Matriculated–redux

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I tried to fashion an anagram poem after one of the bloggers I follow did so. Her name is Sam Rappaz, and you can read more of her work at tokillamimingbird.wordpress.com.

In an anagram poem each line must end with a word of four letters or more made from letters in the poem’s title. One may not add an “s” to the word, unless of course there is an “s” in the title. Verb tense must remain the same throughout.

I added a different twist and had each line begin with the consecutive letters in the name of my poem. I’ve read the darned thing thirty times or more since completing it. Sometimes I like it, sometimes it’s pure nonsense, but I did have a plan for what it’s worth. And, it was fun to craft a puzzle poem.

Matriculated

Miraculously she came,
Arrived in this world to alert
Those who had no clue.
Rebelliously, she staked claim,
Imbued with grace, she cured.
Commandeered a minor cult,
Until those devotees raised alarm
Left others somewhat too late,
Angry, while many limped, lame.
Then enabled a facsimile of calm
Even through the storm irate
Dared to build a lasting dream.

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

13 thoughts on “Anagram Poem–Matriculated–redux”

  1. Now for the bad news… Your poem is one line short! matriculated… You need a line beginning with a D word to finish. You can’t change the title because you use the D in one of your end words. Sorry!

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  2. Wow!! You made the job even more difficult by spelling out the title alphabetically. Incredible. You succeeded in such a glorious fashion. I am inspired.
    Also, thank you for the shout out. I appreciate it. 🙂

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