Hopelessly Devoted

For Trudy Diane Rider's competition entitled "Hopelessly devoted" (what is your passion) rhyming required ababbcc: My mind is racing as I vacate my bed I need to grab my lap top fast as hell What rhymes with bed? - it could be red or dead What rhymes with hell? - perhaps a tolling bell As my poem emerges, hope it all will gel I wake each day with rhythm and beat, it's great To pen it all and see it in print, can't wait. Buzzing with feelings and words not yet agreed Muttering syllables, throughout the alphabet Beating out time and meter at a high speed When in the soup, will take any help I can get As beautiful words can change one's whole mindset I wake each day with rhythm and beat, it's great To pen it all and see it in the print, can't wait. Ballads and sonnetts, epics, Haiku's and more Works by Keats I'll read and then I'll expand Writing odes to doves and sea birds now ashore In my native town, midst the sun, sea and the sand Then I'll dream of Heaney and Joyce and Yeats - And I'll wake each day with rhythm and beat, it's great To pen it all and see it in print, can't wait. It's such a buzz to finally get it out Inking that picture captured by me alone Reading it over there sure will be some doubt Though magic in words that only I can own Original, seeds that I have newly sewn I'll wake each day with rhythm and beat, it's great To pen it all and see it in print, can't wait.