I have never been the best with rhymes. At times I try to write a poem in rhymed verse, but it never turns out the way I want it to. Sometimes, rhyme and rhythm can seem so...confining. Like I can't express my thoughts properly or correctly with these boundaries and restrictions that I have to adhere to. But for some time I've felt that a rhymed poem is just a necessary part of my experiments with great writing.
But last night after watching a lovely sunset, inspiration came and I jotted down this little poem....and it rhymes! It's really short and simple and not really that good but it rhymes!!! So just let me be proud of myself:)
the day's sunlight was nearing death,
but before it drew it's final breath,
one last gift it gave to me,
I opened up my eyes to see,
a golden kiss on pearly clouds,
that laughed in the face of a funeral shroud.
Anyway, that's all.....what should I call my first ever sort of successful rhyme?
You are very talented Olivia!!!!
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