POETRY

When Poetry Rumbles From Deep Within

You live in a rhythm so divine

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Poetry sings from my soul
From my head down to my toes

It helps me makes sense

of life’s woes.

I don’t always know from where the words come;

but when I pour my

heart out,

I feel less glum

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It’s rather like a gauge,

A poetic measure

A peek within my soul.

When the darkest nights

take their toll,

I burrow under covers like a mole.

As the coal night draws to a close

I coax my foes in my mind to be more kind.

As my mood lightens and brightens,

words begin to prance across my mind once more,

I play word games with glee

Rhymes tease me as surely as the breeze tickles the trees.