Roads Untraveled - Part XIV

Sleep tight, rhyme." "...'night, courtney... 'night, will..." "friends of yours?" ari shoved the covers from beneath rhyme and then looped them over the both of them. "good night, rhyme." "...love you both..." "you...?"

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Poetry Collection #1

It also features that rhyming on a line from vala's song, but also rhyming triplets.

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The Castle

**_The summer breeze blows cooler_** **_The heated days she's known Tumble slowly to the past As she remains alone She ponders as she freezes Her limbs are growing numb The silent games that steal her time As she waits for death to come ...

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Bat Bat Batter Battery

Bat had bats. Bat's bat became black. Black Bat's black bat bit Big Blue. Big Blue bit back at that bat that Black Bat had. That Big Blue buffoon broke that bat that Bat had bought at a Black Bot Black Blue Bat sale. Because Big Blue bit that big...

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Contrasts of Bittersweet

This one has a rhyme to it because it just felt like it needed to be. just another way for me to let myself breathe a little. there's a chill in the air, darkness is there, but my eyes see so vividly now.

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Sierra Nevada

The coyote looked down on the foolish humans. They had been accumulating there at the foot of the mountain range on foot and in their wagons, poking at the earth in hopes of finding something here. The coyote had no idea what these humans were after...

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How To Beat Anxiety

First of all harden your gaze Inhale and fill up your glass Remind yourself nobody cares And remember that feelings don't last Sit back and put on a smile And sharpen your tongue with lies Clean your teeth with hatred And wash your hands with...

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Voices

The voices in my head belong to all my friends, a viking here, an officer there egos all around. Refreshed anew by this lead, a soldier bellows 'this is the end!' as I pull out my hair, and roll onto the ground. Contacts ask 'are they...

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Tempo

Forward through time, backwards through space, round and round, still I have no place. Moving, stopping, seeking a thrill, or some kind of message that isn't a bill. All of these people to me have no face, as they all go 'bout the great...

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False Wildness

Raindrops like tears, slide down the road. Carefully trimmed plants strain with all the strength of Earth's lament against the cage of man's design. Perfect shapes for imperfect people as a rogue vine chokes out the steeple. Trees arranged...

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The Promise of Fire

Warmth running through my veins, siren song of flame. It seeks for me to give it the reigns, as if it could be trusted to remain tame. Anger, joy, and righteous pleasure, wonder too, in equal measure. Burning tracks into my brain, the...

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A set of rhymes, sour as limes.

#1 of rhymes just a short set of rhymes, nothing significant, not really. ps: i am not a native english speaker and i am not very good at writing either, but i quite enjoy doing so.

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