There is a schematic I made a long time ago about a poem. It was convoluted but would be wonderful.
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I stumbled lonely, wandered round // I drove once through the scarlet rain
a labrynthine and tainted brain // on parallel of shining ground
the nervous tremble of that web // the image pitched, sunlit drops leapt
it shimmered as my body slept // against the sheet of downard ebb
Oh apparation, were you dreamed? // Should I leave this far behind?
Though misty hand clutched tight my mind: // Flee to a land so pure, so greened?
That certainly was what it seemed. // A reason not, I could not find.
Yet still the mind is known to play such shameful tricks in disarray.
In fact, my fingers stumbled blind // On happy sky, whose colors bleed
cross frigid sheet, assured indeed -- // through silver stitch, in gleaming binds
what comfort did I think I'd find? // Where cloud and frigid sunlight meet.
Mortal, I lay, the wound fears ebb // A shimmering bow, I thought I slept,
had overflowed, from my throat leapt // the sheets of rain a nervous web
beloved's name -- and to the ground // prism pierced all; ground, sky and brain
it drove me -- damn that scarlet rain // as whirling beauty wandered round