Someone wrapped me up in Rondeau Told me the rules, then let me go But I'm not a poet like that I see a rule; I break it, for laughs Add a syllable or a line to the old weathered crow and return to the rhyme when I want, like so
But now I think maybe I know the path these words of poem must flow I start at the top and end, last; Words in motion
For what is a poem but a show walker on wire; fallen domino; or a rabbit pulled from a hat form and function and all of that I push myself in, take it slow, consider constraints, let go; Words in motion
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