Category: Rhyme
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Almost Rhymeless Nonsense
As I ate a sandwichThinking basically nothingI noticed a little problemAn itch somewhere beneath my elbow My cup which once contained liquidNow stands on the table emptyEmptied by the monsterBut that’s my little secret I trekked across the foyerNot straight but almost zigzagWhen through the window I glimpsedAn animal whose name doesn’t rhyme: a wolf…
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NQML
The stylus touched the tablet The lines started to take place The colours merged together And suddenly appeared a face The eyes got bigger and bigger The nose almost touched the floor The mouth almost smiled, almost And then appeared the jaw The task was to paint an image That would absolutely please her…
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View from the window: Dragon’s Playground
They’re back. They’re here. It’s that time of year. The dragons return to the Grinds. The Mansion took me up high. To see them fly in the sky. And roar as they came in to land. They’ve not been here for a couple of years now, the dragons; it’s been quite quiet without them roaring…
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View from the window: Wet and Warm
I looked out of the Vestibule window this morningThe glare was bright, but without warningI saw that the trees were all wobbly-likeAs the rain was falling with all its mightI couldn’t see further beyond the treesBut the Mansion does that, it likes to teaseA tropical rainstorm seems to be in placeSo I think I’ll stay…
The Mansionic Perspective 