gershon hepner

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Finding Rhymes - Poem by gershon hepner

Finding rhymes for words that Linda lingers over
is my delight. She is my heart and soul––not Dover!
Landlubber she’s a Marchian Pisces, and
while we live landlocked in the Californian land,
the sea, which soon will be depleted of its fish.
provides us nearly every day a tasty dish
that we enjoy not with a wine-dark wine, but wine
that’s white and cool and crisp and clear, and while we dine
I tell her that I need no voyages to find
distraction and delight. I travel to her mind,
discovering nearly every day and night a treasure
providing me far more that Dover’s cliffs the pleasure
of heights songwriters love to sing about. I climb
her cliffs and sing them in my favorite scale, called rhyme.

Inspired by Linda’s response to my poem “Condolences” which was inspired by her misspelling of the word “condolences, ” inspiring to a poem after I realized that this word rhymes with “Poland’s is”.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 6, 2009

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