Sunday, July 24, 2016

[Poe] Two pieces of practice...

Rhyming is hard!




#1
When the wills refrain
Do not trust the brain
It is just chemistry's play foolish
maybe it commanded me once again.

Time won't help,
The chime with us tells nil.
The time of sand of time of sand of Time in a grain,
To me with parts of me of parts of plenum in pain.

Challenge the stream in the main.
Keep calm,
shall we regain.

We will win.


23:29, NZST



#2

I don't feel important
Yet I live on competent

Nonchalant. I see such portent,
light is coming at this moment:

Without me they forth tend,
towards everything life shall gain.
Give every other friendship an accent;
Pieces of knowledge so decent;
Beloved, the rhyme got lost;
And roads travelled on once too recent.

Again on the ascent. You,
Care and will one day be as prudent.


1 AM



...Poe... stands for catalog "Poetry Experiments" and not for some scintillating last name.

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