I missed out on stories in verse
those that clung to meter and rhyme
it couldn’t be just a play on words
all those emotions intertwined
those that clung to meter and rhyme
contained volcanic eruptions
words wanted to speak, not just mime
I felt the reverberations
it couldn’t be just a play on words
swaying mindsets, colours of skies
gentle winds whispered; earth murmured
autumn leaves rustle, never lie
all those emotions intertwined
ink from pens, fingers on keyboards
fly out of control; touch the mind
stories unheard, stories untold.
Reena this is a lovely twist on the Ars Poetica in a Retourne – a delight to read and re-read
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“I felt the reverberations” 👍 A great meditative ars poetica Reena 👏
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That’s a great compliment, Shaun! Thank you!
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