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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required (This is not a poem but an exercise; I have posted it to show how I work on meter and rhythm. It is easy A to Z and keep the same foot through each line. It is a speed writing exercise and you do not have to make scene of the words just one line at a time. Good luck!) All around the kitchen table, with a look that's hard to label Breath, a fast dieing fable, shallows wind and barely able Cry a tear of lovers lost and not a thought, as to its cost. Defy the one, which has betrayed and stand you ground unhandy played. Everyone will feel the wrath of this woman's unruly path For everyone must make a claim, to pull a piece of the blame. Gone is love and inters fear, with the dropping of a tear. Hear a sound of sign for parting, feel a tearing of heart starting. In the winter in the striking, of a cold wind with it's riding. Just before the fall of darkness, in an unforgiving sickness. Kind O, kind maybe forgiveness, if it finds a little weakness. Look into the eye of sorrow look into the dark tomorrow. Mill the burning and the horror, of a love that's not to borrow. Not to friendly of a greeting, with no way to stop the bleeding. Open up the chamber door and spill the milk upon the floor, Pasteurized or two percent matter not for milk is split. Quickly move the tablecloth and slop the pigs as from a troth. Rush into the grocery store, trip the door-man at the door Slam you're cart into the beans, hear the stacker as he screams. Tell the checker she must hurry, now's the time for you to worry. Under gun as time is spent. With no way to pay the rent. Vanished is the feel of rightness only be replace with kindness. Work a finger to the bone and yet no one will even phone. X- will mark the very spot where the end of day will drop Your day is done so to your bed tomorrow yet rings in you head. Zest for life you must muster for the days that lack luster.
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