I was reading La Misma's blog, ande her forays into poetry have inspired me. I like the idea of just letting it rhyme!
The days are lazy I float right through
I want to do something I don't know what to do
My thoughts start collecting like a gathering storm
Sticking together and gaining momentum
I work like a maniac scrawling my screed
Though I can't stop I do see the need
My horse is carrying me in an unknown direction
I ought to control it but the horse is too fascinating
Eventually I get frightened, nervous and saddened
The landscape around me is familiar and dreadful
I kind of felt that this time was different
Why do I have such an unruly animal?
2 comments:
I really like the poem's rhythms. It gallops and stops short and changes direction in the coolest way. That last stanza is killer.
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