No Rhyme Or Reason

Free me from this bold transgression,
Random words without expression.
No clear thought from them unfolding,
I’d rather listen to a scolding.

My plead is this, if not profound,
Please mute thy instrument of its sound.
For better yet it’d surely be,
If some message the reader could not see.

Please add some rhyme, or at least a rhythm,
Expound on something, begin with a given.
They say that the wind as it rustles the trees,
It’s only a wind ‘til one calls it a breeze.

Chaos will come with no rhyme or reason,
To thy own words be true, no need for treason.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Velasco Avatar
September 14, 2025 at 6:55 PM
I love how this poem wrestles with structure, meaning, and the search for clarity—it's both playful and thoughtful. Your awareness of rhythm and rhyme shows a deep engagement with language. Keep experimenting; even in chaos, your words find their own truth and resonance.
Etgen-Baker Avatar
September 12, 2025 at 4:52 PM
superb sonnet, hubby Bill. Yes, some poetry is best left unshared but not this poem. I don't like chaotic poetry.....boo hiss.
Leake Avatar
September 12, 2025 at 9:56 AM
Enjoyed the Sonnet Nicely written Kevin
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