Just That Archaic Poet Poet Rhyme

Chase Scene

Running, fleeing, dodging- 
How awfully am I shook!
A safe-house for my lodging
As I write a thousand books
For by my Self am being chased-
Ev'ry word to be erased!
Poems burned at ev'ry turn,
To never be replaced

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Robin Davis November 22, 2013 at 4:37 PM Chan This is an interesting and intriguing write. You became very creative with this one. Nice job YEAH My dedication poem is being favorited. WOO HOO Hugs and Love Just That Archaic Poet November 23, 2013 at 5:20 AM LOL! Of course it is!!!!! Ms. Sweetie McSweetieson! ;) <3

Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu October 2, 2013 at 9:04 AM Wonderful ones u penned my dear poet. Thanks for ur appreciation. Wud love to read ur comments on my poems as often as u can Just That Archaic Poet October 2, 2013 at 9:11 AM Thanks, Bob (if I may call you that). I will check out more of your work, soon :)