How dare you treat me like this?
You must be taking the Mick.
Have you no respect to pay?
Will you just send me
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Look up above your head and you will see
A swirl of stars, all shimmering across the sky.
Countless specks of sand on a seemingly endless beach.
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That swirling snow
Beneath the lamp
Just down the street:
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I love linguistic lusciousness,
While lounging on my laptop here.
These words that flow and flush the forest floors:
Iambic tetrameters and pentameters,
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Film and television cameras:
Roving eyes for many of us.
But are We the cameras on the world
For an audience somewhere out there
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Quarks, photons, gluons: sub-atomic particles:
Quantum fluctuations
That wink in and out of existence.
Where do they come from?
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A metaphor, the ultimate actor.
Let’s mix it into a Whisky blend.
To rhyme or not to rhyme,
That is the question.
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What if it's not Groundhog Day but Groundhog Life?
Or, when I die, will I simply pass on God's baton to the next living thing?
Will I go to heaven?
Or find Nirvana.
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A poem is built with sounds
Liberally littered with alliteration
Rhyming reason
Aspiring assonance
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