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Like a new house, in my poetry,
you will find a heart built-in.
I am no sharp wit nor in a hurry
to quickly pen, a poetic sin.
If as a poet, it's form comes first,
Then, you won' t find me filling
your thirst!
OR if it's truth in one sentence be
your compulsion?
My poetry for you, will be a revulsion.
If heavy imagery be your fancy,
You won't find it in my verse, far
too chancy.
I come from a time when songs
were so beautiful.
Rhyme, to me is fun, and just
naturally plentiful.
I'd talk all day in rhyme, indeed if
only we all could!
Instead of like breaking news alerts,
heartless and made of wood.
January 6,2020
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Crafted beautifully and interesting reading...10.
So glad to know it was interesting. I tried to keep it simple yet beautiful. Merci! For reading and commenting.. ~Panagiota~