Has a Ball
.
What surrounds us all;
Warms, chills, cries – never dies?
Ever changing skies
~
Fusion
.
Old flames reunite
Fueled and mingling freely
When all becomes ash
~
Merry-Go-Round
.
Around and around
We all go, around what is
What I’d like to know
~*~
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Rulablelesssness
Poetry is speech
From hearts not minds – unconfined
Grammar cast aside
*
Metaphoric Netalism
A net full of holes
Will always fill with something
Without there’s nothing
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All’s Write
Hands write history
A mind writes philosophy
Hearts write poetry
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Sck110514
rhymesalot 