Met have I An Incorrigible,
Who thinks himself The Eligible
For manning of a dirigible:
For all valued posts The Preferable
And The Toughest of The Capable...
To his admirers infallible
But to cheap impulse susceptible
And to pettiness vulnerable...
Yet, has he been quite acceptable,
His best doing to be fashionable
Always after the presentable
His self - image not winnable.
Still, it's been a voice inaudible
Speeches soon unintelligible
From ideas incomprehensible
Only a bit understandable;
In many ways, then, The Sufficient
And in as many The Deficient.
Lets leave you here'...
um over there...
Feel the freedom pier! And clanks in their dear old ships heightened, and waiting the fear.
The weed of the consternation, and overall equity to be so lazy about a non- conjoined thing...
To our future, that is nothing ethical, only a memory of the impregnable!
I know the rant is like the cascading drinks, lining imagery bars, 12 TV's per star, and they don't begin developing any memory until 2029 and ever afar!
That town was dirigible itself, threatening the fires of the eons by claiming their guard!
We did this time!
We even ate art!
We even flew cars!
I am sam of the cambridge a-part!
I do wood...
I am out on the sea of stars!
Please let me rhyme far.
...This mans a genius!
Even his score
detached a dirigible in a storm?
Nothing abhorrent-
or should the dogs take with me?
Making jogs..?
Hog logs?
I had to remain detached;
the fuzzy are right,
reaching storm height,
long overdone night...
I should have come twice,
knowing it'd be so nice-
you have had the scare,
and many slices of pie-
why so many vices though?
Language-
lion's-
loans.
It's said each one of us has a double
It's called a doppelganger, I would have trouble
A look-alike brethren
Sure gets my attention
Hope he's younger than this old dirigible
I'm stranded on a sailboat
in the doldrums of my mind,
but there's comfort within jail though
when I know just what I'll find.
There's nothing new. Nothing new.
You pushed me to the plank so
I knew I must sink or swim,
and I guess that I should thank you
for that's when I could begin
To be something new. Something new.
My chameleon skin is shedding,
and I'm not sure what I'll be.
Is my compass bearing heading
me to land or back to sea?
But it's something new. Something new.
My Phoenix form is rising like dirigible
towards the sun,
And there's something great or terrible
in what I have become:
Something new. Something new...for you.
10.16.18
Contest: Trying Something New
Boundary pushing rhymes:
Sailboat / Jail though
Plank so / Thank you
Swim / Begin (less boundary pushing)
Dirigible / Terrible
Sun / Become (boundary adjacent)
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