I Want People to Share Their Poetry
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by: Rob Paquin
Somewhere, sometime,
There will come a rhyme
One that's waited
For a real long time
With words, inside
That flow and glide
Within the stanza
Where they reside
A metrical composition
Of words sent on a mission
To explain a deeper feeling
In a music like rendition
A chorus of people reading
Words they might be needing
Relating in their heart
To the words the poet's bleeding
~The Snowdog
by: Rob Paquin
Somewhere, sometime,
There will come a rhyme
One that's waited
For a real long time
With words, inside
That flow and glide
Within the stanza
Where they reside
A metrical composition
Of words sent on a mission
To explain a deeper feeling
In a music like rendition
A chorus of people reading
Words they might be needing
Relating in their heart
To the words the poet's bleeding
~The Snowdog