Monday, September 25, 2017

my muse, my poem




rhyme and rhythm, sound and music

abstract concepts, the rational reasons

and the visible truth, metaphors and images

precise facts with rhetorical opinions



i keep spitting, and i keep altering

like that venomous spitting cobra

changing her skin until her end

to name it as my muse, my poem



© henry victor     05.02.2003



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