An Invitation.
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An exercise in internal rhyme. To show that I, as a scorpio stinger also have a soft centre like a good chocolate. Yassah!
An Invitation.
An Invitation. Oh, please join me 'neath this lilac tree, for a nice quiet chat about this and that, to while away this care-free day, and rest our feet, from the pavement heat You could rhyme with me a poem or three, dreaming up words about singing birds, or the waves of sea, ever-rolling and free, as we muse for a while, poetise and smile. You could share with me my thermos of tea, and half the lunch I bought on a hunch, of passing girls, the one with blonde curls would see it was fit to join me and sit. Oh, please - oh please join me 'neath this tree with love in your heart for literary art, where poems of loves match cooing of doves, and tensions all cease, in the blessings of peace. ________________ |
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| aww I wanted to be the first to comment, but alas. I was too slow..... So you would like to know what I think about your poem? I simply love it (I added it to my faves), and I really like how you rhymed. I honestly can say that I've never seen that rhythm of rhyme. I haven't been around as much poetry as I would like. I loved how you used flowers also, I love lilacs, the way they look, their sweet smell that never ceases to capture me every time I smell it, and the fact that you include your love of poetry. If you would, please make a poem about morning glories, and sweet peas. They are my favorite flowers :P besides lilac and dogwood. Also, I would love to join you under your tree, and enjoy the blessings of peace. I haven't been able to enjoy peace in a long time. This poem gave me a taste of so many things that make me happy. Thank you for writing such a wonderful piece. I'm sorry that I didn't have anything bad to say :) Keep Doing What You're Doing istalkmurdoch | Posted on 2010-06-03 00:00:00 | by istalkmurdoch | [ Reply to This ] | Birds | sing song your life away, sweet singing bird beauty and grace, was the song that i heard dream away or sing all day, either works just fine humming birds hum words while playing with the flies they found a place that was safe from the spider made friends with some men, who torched it with a lighter never felt the fright again and went along their flight guided by the fireflies that set blaze the night Trees there are trees i see three one is red, one is brown there are leaves ten indeed scattered round-bout the ground there are scenes that I've seen some with glowing orbs of light but of all these my favorite to see are the suns breaking the moonlight Whatever you please not really sure, i was invited for a game try to be internalized in a literal way might have made a blunder two or 3 or four i am not sure thanks for the invitation, i've been making excuses all day (that was the worlds most fun comment, thanks for setting it up that way, it was fairly awesome of you.) ps................................. ................................. .............................. a.t.t.n.t..o...n. g..t.t..........r also i hope we get some other people to join in, like in any way, even minis or haiku's because some group participation could do this place good. | Posted on 2010-06-02 00:00:00 | by cornonthekob | [ Reply to This ] | |
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