The Poet

This is something short and random I stopped to write in the middle of writing something else. I was just enjoying rhyming.

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8-24-09
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The Poet​

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Words spill, cobble, mill​

Words at random, words at will​

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Cast in ink, phrases link​

Rhyming words on my tongue's brink​

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Speaks the poet, slow precise​

Mulls it over 'til it's concise​

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Writes with measure​

So much pleasure​

My words do spell out my life's ledger
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good stuff

 

Thank you

 

SHE knows how to flow. I enjoyed the way it was compact and efficient.

 

I dig it.

 

Thanks guys. I liked it myself.

 

Very nice!!!!!