Mischief

Though sonnets are always dear to my heart I'd rather write them, then right them right You won't find a syllable count here in sight but a foible or two, well that I can do; If perfection you seek, find it you shan't cuz this mischievous poem is deviant and free tethered together for thee; disassembled it's puzzling, even for me ; Some like it cold some like it hot this poem is loose as a chord with no knot Go find me a poet who does it just right while searching for letters to write I think not..... I do hope you are clever like Johnny McDever or I will keep writing like this, forever and ever ! September 5, 2018 .