To Write in Rhyme

We write what we perceive in rhyme
And call it poetry'
Each line vivid, picturesque
As poetry should be.

It's blissful love, or a weeping groan
A hearty laugh, or a content moan.
A rolling farmland void of grain.
With auburn hair the farmer's daughter plain.

A summer sweat or winter chill
Blazing fall leaves, A pretty spring daffodil
A coiled snake in tall meadow grass
Gabriel's horn of golden brass

Poetry is awesome in it's power
The pen mightier then the sword.
And for those inspired by what they read
It is the essence of every word.

Written-2005 ©Barbara L Carter
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