Friday, December 01, 2006

7.

Can't stop myself from rhyming
this day or the last.
It's awkward with the timing
but also in the past.

Can't think the way I used to,
with words and phrase and such,
there isn't more I can do.
I write these way too much!

3 comments:

Lilith said...

I wrote this when I realised I was THINKING like this. It's so weird. I keep on trying to rhyme and speak with meter and all that jazz.
Grr...

Peter said...

There's nothing wrong with poetry on the brain. I wish I had poetic inspiration as often as you do.

Lilith said...

I wish my poems were as good and/or as long as yours. I've never won a contest. ;)
Oh yeah, next contest submit the fire one. It'll win against even opera/broome girl. :D