Poetry Blogs (mused)
I’m surrounded by mediocrity
I can’t find no harmony.
No rhyming couplets, stanza’s in time.
Just jangled words are all I find
Like a juggernaut, In a sports car’s domain
Each one unique, superb, sublime
Jumbling along, trundling behind
A laurel wreath will not be mine
Upon the podium wordsmiths’ stand
Champagne in hand, they sound so gra...
Thursday 5th December 2019 5:20 pm
I'm a cliché, a subtle curve in the great cycle of life.
I hold the same importance in the grand scheme of things
as a drop of water or a grain of sand,
yet an integral part of an ocean,
or a monolithic mountain boulder,
a particle of mist in a hurricane
Perhaps we take the form of a hybrid,
Thursday 27th June 2019 3:15 am