John Lawless Poet Rhyme

POETIC GROWTH

I’ve written many forms of verse
Sometimes bad…sometimes worse
For poetry it seems….a curse
Word shopping with an empty purse

For years before I ever spoke
My poetic crayons broke
The dog ate two, several melted
Yet, without voice I truly felt it

By accident I wrote a Sonnet
‘bout an unseen passing comet
The colors set the page ablaze
In passage through the crayon phase

I now share on silent keys
My Crayola memories
Etched in ever-changing lies
For no one truly owns their skies

So be it crayon, keys, or pen
A search for forever’s now and then
Give thanks for crayon’s simple truth
The poet never outgrows youth

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John Lawless July 22, 2026 at 5:03 PM glad you enjoyed it Karen and thanks for the visit

Karen Croft July 22, 2026 at 8:13 AM love your creativity! John Lawless July 22, 2026 at 5:03 PM glad you enjoyed it Karen, I appreciate the visit,

Paula Goldsmith July 14, 2026 at 1:48 PM WOW!!! What a creative/fun write you have here. Love It... FAV for me. Yes, crayon, keys, or pen what ever it takes... "Good Luck" if for a contest. Just Have a fun day writing away...........