A Risky Rhyme

I want to write a risky rhyme
(I get these urges all the time)
The art’s in knowing where to start,
Not putting cart before the horse
(As a verse it could be worse)

Alliteration’s awful art’s
Like make-up on the village tart
(She’s a sweetheart really…)
Punctuation is a pest –
Leave the hyphens, skip the rest
If languorous vowels are introduced
The listener’s ears may be seduced;
With nattering, chattering rhythms play –
Just please don’t mix them up, okay?

Metaphors are always fun
Poetry’s a loaded gun
Words like bullets, teasingly
Vibrating membranes pleasingly…
(They don’t work for everyone)

The vital thing – as you all know –
Is a broken heart (it’s ever so)
So let me start at last with love
Unrequited, alas… Gods above!
Make me cease this vacuous flow!

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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