<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=570854" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Room at the Inn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">An eerie feeling on the road that night, <br>I was cold, tired and needed some sleep.<br>As the dark mist parted I could see the light, <br>so I cocked the wheel as I turned my Jeep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“O yes I have room”, replied the inn keep<br>and from a small box, he handed me keys.<br>I was slow to decide but I needed sleep.<br>“Do you want it or not? ” - I replied; “please”.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I stepped in the room, felt weak in my knees, <br>as the door slammed shut the terror began.<br>The temperature dropped about ten degrees<br>I’m locked in a room with that awful man.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why didn’t that sign say “No Vacancy”, <br>I thought to myself, as he strangled me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Author notes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spenserian sonnet</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Spenserian sonnet has a rhyme pattern of: <br>abab bcbc cdcd ee <br>Here, the 'abab' pattern sets up distinct four-line groups, each of which develops a specific idea; however, the overlapping a, b, c, and d rhymes form the first 12 lines into a single unit with a separated final couplet. The three quatrains then develop three distinct but closely related ideas, with a different idea (or commentary) in the couplet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Amera+Andersen">Amera Andersen</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=570854" data-title="Room at the Inn de Amera Andersen" data-description="An eerie feeling on the road that night, I was cold, tired and needed some sleep. As the dark mist parted I could see the light, so I cocked the wheel as I turned my Jeep. “O yes I have room”, replied the inn keep and from a small box, he h..."></div> </div> </div>

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