Words
Rolling tides where the dolphins chase sharks
holler rather than hark, we blew words
Cowboys round horses in dusty bowls
Their souls speak much but utter few words
Preach forgiveness, shame ungratefulness
But their hatefulness spews no true words
Swallow your pride, the tales you sung
Lies on your tongue, these hard to chew words
I've run out of plays and pantomimes;
Old metaphors and rhymes, find new words
Copyright © A.E. Rivenbark | Year Posted 2014
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