‘Rhine’ is a poem with a difference because it has a rhyme scheme but the rhyming words are not at the end of the line, they are embedded in the middle. (See the words in italics)
Castles high above the Rhine, on rocky peaks Where leafy vines, pointing like fingers Offer wine as a libation to the overlord.
Legendary maidens, the Lorelei, dance in the mist, With a song and a sigh luring bewildered Sailors to die on the rocks at their feet.
And laden barges spray their wash on the banks As they thread their way through the busy traffic That passes each day along the river.
Clusters of houses stand on the banks each side Where the workers who manned the vineyards And worked the land have built their homes.
Cities have grown up along the way Built of ancient stone and shining glass Seeds of commerce sown that they may flourish.
The mighty Rhine from small beginnings on a Swiss hillside Grows into a great meandering line that wanders Through Germany to find its way out into the Dutch ocean.