Tap, tap, fizzle
Slap down and drizzle
Those lax FANBOYS
For, And, Nor, But, Or, Yet, So)
Which conjunction are you?
Through and through?
A preposition nears
With so much fear
Accountability
Washes over me.
To figure out
Those stubborn adjectives;
They still live.
Quickly and quietly
Some adverbs whiz by
Just happily to say, hi!
And these verbs
Jump, turn, and swerve.
Nouns, pesky nouns
Those hounds,
They belt and sing
While the full moon brings
The grammar words
Alive.
This is a composition of some of my poetry, which is my true artistic passion. I write in free verse and I hope that you enjoy it!
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
OPEN
Not the greatest expectations,
the earthy goodness reeks from below,
heating strong thighs and whisking
solemn words away from sheer fingertips.
Learning not to trip,
as green flowy skirts sway in the dancing breeze,
and yellow whispers slip inside dark red clipped fingernails.
Stones of orange reflection mirrors the dangling heat;
muted and calm,
admiration is at its greatest form.
Keep scribbling in cursive
bent clenched fingers dribbling down
the empty lined page, blossoming into the greatest art piece.
Shiny brown shells rest on the spotted table,
as energy arrives
in fresh small bursts
smelling of strawberry cheesecake and freshly cut grass.
the earthy goodness reeks from below,
heating strong thighs and whisking
solemn words away from sheer fingertips.
Learning not to trip,
as green flowy skirts sway in the dancing breeze,
and yellow whispers slip inside dark red clipped fingernails.
Stones of orange reflection mirrors the dangling heat;
muted and calm,
admiration is at its greatest form.
Keep scribbling in cursive
bent clenched fingers dribbling down
the empty lined page, blossoming into the greatest art piece.
Shiny brown shells rest on the spotted table,
as energy arrives
in fresh small bursts
smelling of strawberry cheesecake and freshly cut grass.
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