Jim Slaughter Poet Rhyme

Reasons and Rhymes

I've used up nearly all the primes of my life,
Heard all the whistles, bells, and chimes of my life,
And traced the seasons and the times of my life
Through the ambiances and climes of my life.
The squandered nickels and the dimes of my life,
The acts of goodness and the crimes of my life,
The dark despairs and bright sublimes of my life,
The loves, the laughs, the grimes, and slimes of my life,
The noisy words and pantomimes of my life
Make up the reasons and the rhymes of my life.

Author's note: This piece, dear readers, is, if you will, a sort of sequel to "The Seasons of My Life"

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Joe Maverick October 23, 2022 at 1:38 PM Life is colliding, cofusing enlightening eluding At parts quite excluding.' Impressive also Massive, yet a speck in the scheme of space That is not a solid place, no predictability..' Alive with impunity.' Can we number it's Diversity.? Jim Slaughter October 24, 2022 at 11:11 AM Joe, thank you...I think. I appreciate your comment...I think, but I must confess, I don't understand it very well...I think.