Poet at Play

Playing with words
Rhyming absurd
Secrets are heard
Promises averred

Playing with rhymes
While away time
Speaking sublime
Lemon and lime

Lyrical dance
Nothing to chance
Words that advance
Those that enchant

Poet at play
Methods to sway
Form to obey
All that we say

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

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I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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10 Responses to Poet at Play

  1. Brian Hughes's avatar Brian Hughes says:

    Words set free,
    Rhymes with bee.
    Extemporising,
    Er…um…
    I’ll be back when I’ve thought of something.

  2. Very charming – that poem made me smile!

  3. Ray's avatar Ray says:

    Oh such fun! Bruce Springsteen’s “Blinded By the Light” came to mind here. I read one time he wrote that song JUST TO SEE how many words he could get to rhyme. His version is VERY different from Manfred Mann’s.

    Love this though.

  4. missd75's avatar missd75 says:

    Too fun!!! Enjoyed it. πŸ™‚

  5. Mike's avatar Mike says:

    A lyrical dance indeed πŸ™‚

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