Always I have had a yen for poetry, however
not to write it. Then one day, quite by accident,
I wrote, perhaps several lines, maybe four,
of my thoughts and went on to write more.
Looked back a bit and saw, just a bit of rhyme.
Well now, how nice and how easy is this game?
Perhaps I will put some words together in a line,
study them for omission or perhaps a change.
Go on from there to put my words together,
once more in rhyme, I wonder if I’m right,
can I make this work, will I stumble and take
the wrong train of thought as success’s in sight?
My rhyming is complete tho not as I wished for.
Perhaps my train of thought switched tracks,
left me stranded as a would be poet without
any real destination. I wonder, will I wander
to a training track for prose and leave what I
want the most , words I love to use, to tell stories
of my life and yours, as true as I can make it,
all in the beautiful cadence of a rhyme?
Copyright © 2012 Charles E Frost
May 28, 2012