A Buffet Of Words Rondine

Wired to create verse every day,
it was not a planned strategy.
My soul has wings of poetry 
and a burning desire to slay.
What else is really left to say? 
This is my personality.
Wired to create,
I am armed with a fine buffet
of words from my dictionary. 
With a stacked vocabulary 
mixed with loathing every cliche’,
wired to create.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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