Rhyming Words
They dance around inside my head,
Seeking their perfect mate;
Hoping to be the end of lines
In the next poem that I create.
My wife thinks that, too many times,
I pair my words in rhyme;
What would she do, if she only knew
About the chaos in my mind?
I am told that my style is old;
Rhyming poems are out of date.
That may be but inside of me
Rhyming words still procreate.
It’s easy to write a line or two
If rhyme and meter are no concern,
But to rhyme your thoughts like I was taught,
A few more brain cells you must burn.
Besides, for me, what would I do
With all those words running around in pairs?
I must find them a verse, before I burst
And do some real damage way up there.
Copyright © Joe Flach | Year Posted 2011
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