We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
1. Internal rhymes seem so sublime when playing with our words. Eschew the doubt laid all about and fly with little birds. 2. To link we now the rhyming thought taught truly with this lovely song, we fill the day with words we say. Play joyous for the growing throng. 3. We lift the cup to interlace the rhymings in the middle. The lovely soul we'll ne'er efface by darkness of a riddle. However will we fully speak to those, who need a clue? We'll leave the crumbs, that birdies seek to trap them e'er we're through. 4. Time to search for music at the first. Rhyme the words beginning ev'ry line. Suffer little ones to daily come. Tougher finding thoughts to rhyme this way. 5. Compounding the rhyme is tougher with time, but thyme that we pound doth quickly confound. 6. Apocopated exploding the pate, since almost the rhyme confuses the timing. 7. Amphisbaenic. What a word! Cineabsihpma, the water's draw, but better yet, we'll find a way to right the plane, that's winded yaw. 8. My sight can help me rhyme enough to finish poems alway through, but prose-ish writers are quite tough, whose names deflect the rhymes I Thoreau. by Jay O’Toole on October 14th, 2020 |