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To Thee

Edgar wrote of Annabel Lee

Who lived in the kingdom by the sea.

I’d also like to write poetry

About my love to thee.

But feelings are hard to put into words.

How can I make it sweet like the chirping of the birds?

What sort of rhyme must I write

To let your emotions ignite?

Still, ideas escape me

Unlike Edgar who wrote about Annabel Lee.

My paper is still empty

And I still contemplate of that poetry

One that I’ll dedicate to thee.

©Maria Michaela

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The How On Poetry

How do you write poetry when you have no words for it?
It’s like describing the sound of a breeze
Or a color you don’t know

How do you write poetry when there is no such inspiration?
Do you even dare to?

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A Pen’s Tale

A pen, a pen!
I am just a pen.
Blame me not for what has been written
For I follow only the writer.

Her thoughts
His thoughts
I only put to writing
They never are my own.

They may put a smile,
They may break hearts.

But if I were to choose what’s to be written.
I would write of songs of joy
Never of sorrow or hurt.
I would write of comfort
Of the beauty of the world!
I would share wisdom
And words to encourage
I would……

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Writing Rhyme

When I rhyme, I smile

I feel rusty since it’s been a while

The words escape me

Which is not how it used to be

I rack my brain for words to pour

My mind’s a blur, out the window to the sky it soared

Still I try to come up with words that rhyme

Just getting through the day,

Just passing the time