Rhyming Poem
A poem that simply does not rhyme:
In my opinion, has no chime.
The bells and whistles of a rhyming sequence,
Is the kind of music, my ears need frequent!
How I admire the writer, who rhymes a story,
with creative words and is explanatory.
I am completely raptured by the rhythm of a speaker,
as he unravels his epic, to the hungry seeker.
I love those moments of anticipation,
as words flow with perfect collaboration.
The tales may be true, fictitious, or blue:
about a horse, a dog or even a shrew.
A child, a man, a box in the attic,
pure love, or hate, and also pragmatic!
A saga, a myth, a cow jumping over the moon,
The spring, the winter, or a hot day in mid-June!
The element of immeasurable surprise,
may bring happiness, weariness, or crying eyes.
You can’t put a number on rhyming possibilities,
There may even be some that bring severe hostilities!
I know there are those that think I am just silly,
some may even call me a country hillbilly!
One can even assert, that I may be a bit slow,
since at age forty-nine, Dr. Seuss still sets me aglow.
For, when it comes to rhyming, I get frivolously delirious.
I suppose I could add that I am really not that serious!
Now, whatever your style of poem might be,
don’t for a moment, stop to think about me.
Just be creative with everything that you write,
and know our God in heaven wants you to take flight!
Rhyme, Battle
10-3-13
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