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Poetic Ire

Quick like fire Burning desire Is a pseudo-sire Playing a lyre Breaking a wire By greased tire Stepping in mire Looking at a pyre It’s all looking dire Quick like fire Burning desire Russell Sivey

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 8/19/2011 2:07:00 AM

great write...love the flow,..Linda

Nette Onclaud

Date: 8/18/2011 9:47:00 AM

well-done.. monos can be montonous, but not this one, russel.. dool! :) huggs, nette

Judy Ball

Date: 8/18/2011 2:18:00 AM

Really good one here my friend. I'm no judge of form but know what sounds good and this does. Writing is like this too. It's a burning desire to write but if you don't write it down right away you lose it and sometimes you step on some toes if someone doesn't share your insight. ;) Good write, God Bless, JB

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/18/2011 12:12:00 AM

Hey, this is monorhyme, not free verse!! Good rhyming of the ire sound!

Chiquitachiamaka Baity

Date: 8/17/2011 11:30:00 PM

wonderful write Russel....love the flow...thanks for sharing