Wednesday, May 6, 2009

I die

The silence
Awoke my senses
The smell
Stirred my lust.

I am hopeless
In love
I am devoured
By her.

When I begin
I stop.
When I smile
It’s fake.

Curse the silence
I scream
Absorb the wine
I die.

note... before you get too worried, it was written as a challenge not to write in rhyme.

Monday, May 4, 2009

Forced Rhymes....

What is poetry without rhyme?
A paragraph written in lines?
Structure and no punctuation?

I live life as an exclamation.
I smile at strangers.
Chuckle at imminent danger.

Forcing rhymes some protest
But there is no litmus test.
It’s all right to write on.

I let each phrase form a bond.
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© 2009 Dave Schipper Rose Riversongs