Category: Rhyme
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Surreal Dreaming

I visited you in my dreams last night You’d had your hair done in a special way You wanted to tell me something But couldn’t think of what to say You pointed to the garden Where the pond had overflown And then I found myself somewhere else And to be honest I was thrown You…
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A Summer’s Day

Shall I compare you to a Summer’s Day? All hot and flustered And the things you say! My ears have never heard such things From your mouth of which the daytime brings Your eyes sparkle and blink As you steam into dust Though into shadow you quickly thrust Yourself To drink and your composure gain…
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Still Keeping On

Post. I must. I want to. Though no time to do a haiku. A rhyme, tonight, is hard too. So this, it seems, will make do. Words. Play tricks. And vanish. And thoughts – they make me languish. But negativity I will vanquish. New Year. New Start. That’s my wish.

