Heart Of The Matter
Nonsense Rhyme, Without Reason
Burn it!
Burn your candle,
Flounder in the flame,
It's late at night, it's raining….
What's that you say?
Again?
You wonder what she's thinking,
Is she lost in loves refrain?
Let us read her late night offering,
Rhyming couplets?
She's insane!
Is it really worth the paper,
She chose to write upon,
Perhaps she's really lost the plot,
Her inspiration gone,
Or perhaps she just got lazy,
The crowd so hard to please,
Why don't you beat her with a stick?
The targets on her knees,
A sitting duck, she's out of luck,
She has no dreams to share,
And if she did, I wonder,
Would the masses even care?
Now will she make the verses rhyme?
Will she choose to write in prose?
Can she really let her thoughts run free?
Discarding all her clothes,
Deciding that she'll aim to win,
She writes it down in rhyme,
She hopes that you'll make sense of it,
Yes!
If you've got the time,
The dreamer just got restless and he's spoiling for a fight,
The poet,
On the other hand,
Bids you all a fond goodnight!
Linda Harnett, ©2006
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Nonsense Rhyme, Without Reason
Nonsense Rhyme, Without Reason