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Simple poem with rhyme and rhythm that explains one poet's inspiration for writing. |
| Noisy Words..... Words all chatter in my head Some will whisper, some will shout Wake me up when I’m in bed “We are poems; we must come out!” These words are not like other words They have rhythm; they have rhyme Chirping out like well-trained birds Nodding heads and keeping time. They will stand themselves in rows Marching rhythms, forming lines Arms are swinging, tapping toes Words meet words, a phrase combines. So I stumble from my sleep Find some paper, find a pen Write them quick, the words won’t keep Now my head’s at peace again. Stagger back and fall in bed Blessed silence in my brain No more chatter in my head (Noisy words... Am I insane?) |