Category: Rhyme
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Reflection
On reflection Upon deeper inspection It isn’t only the mirrors that give us away. There’s our pale coloured skin And our subtle toothy grin And our eyes that work to perfection.
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Look
Observe, see the abstracticity, the shades of purpleness, the slice of green. The all-seeing eye that doesn’t give a second glance to the space between, the void, it seems, the realm of dreams where abstraction’s real and reality bland. But watch the hand and what it carries. You may need to look under… to understand.
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Magical Village
Follow the bridge To the end of the road Look ever so closely See the dragon’s nose Just passed the house By the magical village You may see it clearer When you see where its eye is… Image by Dorothe at Pixabay; posted for Eugenia’s Moonwashed Weekly Prompt, Magical Village.
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Remember This, My Lovely
Not all witches have long, pointy noses. Some are dainty, like mine. They may be cracked and broken, Or held together by twine, But before you look at our noses Take a good long look at thine.
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A Pioneer Poem
This reverse rhyme poem is quirky, as the rhyming word begins the line. Each line can be up to five syllables, but never more. It can be any length, line wise, but the first two lines must be repeated in reverse for the last two lines. It’s all total nonsense, of course, as although the…
The Mansionic Perspective 