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Neither Rhyme Nor Reason To make poems rhyme can sometimes be tough as words can seem to be from the same bough yet each line’s ending sounds different, though, best disguised with a small hiccough or cough.   Was this upsetting to Byron or Yeats? Dickinson, Wordsworth, Larkin or Keats? Did they see these words as auditory threats? Could they write their lines without caveats?   But does it matter when all’s said and done if you read this as scone when I meant scone? It’s hardly a crime. There’s no need to atone: language is a bowl of thick minestrone.   Just mumble these endings into your beard – this poem should be seen, rather than heard. Brian Bilston