and now i will unwind
applying that which comes to mind
tonight we have a snowstorm
in my room not to warm
i have on a grey woolin sweater
with this i feel a little better
my feet are a bit cold
anyway more tales be told
words come to me who is free
my jug of water i drink with no shoulds
and so my laughter comes from the woulds
and wills the thrills of myself
what is this i have on my shelf
in a manner of speaking
its the words that be leaking
on a table i have some beans
and i think it be with means
there are no ends for all my fine friends
in my writing theres no fighting
just plain sheer lighting
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Author:
onepauly (
Offline) - Published: April 29th, 2018 03:11
- Comment from author about the poem: just writing for the fun of it.
- Category: Short story
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Comments1
Just for the fun of it? A great flow of words and rhymes. No particular purpose just wordin' and rhymin' for the fun of it. I think we all do this, at times , just to "unwind" as you say. It helps to get the juices flowing and maybe will lead to something else. Good job on the writing. Liked it.- Phil A.
i'm glad it was inspirational for you
as it was for me.we don't need purpose
all the time. just something to
doodle with. ha! ha! I like the getting the juices
flowing.
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