Beats Me
To count, uphold the beauty of the form,
Or to depart, defying honored norms?
To contact ground with regular impacts
Or syncopate one's way off beaten tracks.
The bard, in famed soliloquy, departs;
To be, or not to be constrained, these arts?
For I am bickered, battered, torn and worse:
A muse abused or joyful freed in verse?
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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