Silly Interlude

LI/ April 10, 2016/ Poetry/ 0 comments

A rhythm, a rhyme
A beat in time
Droppin’ words, fresh on my mind.

A verse, a chorus
The songs that sing
Chantin’ words, makin’ bells ring.

Words, dropped in random

find patterns loosely resembling

cogent thought

and today it is called

POETRY

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