The Rhyming Word

One thing that poetry

Has taught me outright

Is you can't beat the word

When it's put into rhyme

Where things may start out dull

Changing with time

Before you know

They sparkle and shine

As they weave in and out

Of poetic word play

Silver in tongue

With the gold they create

Nothing astounds

Or even comes close

As poetry sounds

In the rhyming word
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Turner Avatar
August 15, 2016 at 9:12 PM
I agree 100% Mike. Us rhymers got to stick together. This is a little jewel.
Hoffman Avatar
August 15, 2016 at 9:08 PM
Another nice poem about poetry that flows nice the way it should!:)
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