I know nothing of ballads
nor rhymes or rhythm
to sing a note
or follow a tune
of music and musings
are rare and few
I know nothing of the moon
nor the tides to pull
heartstrings a few
I know not my right foot from left
and of dancing
akin to drunkenness
of romance and gentlemen’s way
I know not what is wooing
or how to even do it
but dear
all I know is
I cannot go a day
without greeting you
without thinking how happy you’d be making
with just by being you.
I know not of ballads,
nor the power of pretty flowers.
My dear all I know
that the day is fairly bare without just a simple glimpse of you.
I know not how to sing to you.
I can’t sing either. Which is really embarassing because I used to sing with Audra McDonald in school… She covered up my voice Thank God..
I can do a little bit of silly rhyming though.
Great poem!
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I’m a terrible closest singer but an excellent bummer (at least I tell myself that so as not to hurt my own feelings :p).
I try rhyming in my poems but I don’t quite think it comes across most of the time.
I was just on your sight try to read some of your wandering poems. Great title by the way.
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Thanks. LoL.
Poems don’t have to rhyme, and sometimes if they don’t I inflect in my head to make it rhyme anyway, lol. If it’s close it rhymes. 🙂
Your poems are great
Your gravatar makes me laugh
Lady, Mysterious
Uhh, Writer’s Brain Cramp
Oh well.
Enjoy some cake
Goodbye for Now
From Kaufman’s Kavalkade;)
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hehehe. I’m glad you enjoy them.
I meant to say hummer, but instead I said bummer
I blame my technology for getting in the way
I do hope you enjoy your day
and I do love those glasses I’m wearing
though I don’t know where they be right now
Adieu to you too too for now.
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Reblogged this on papermashed and commented:
I thought I’d reblog some of the earlier poems for those who might have missed out. I think I might do this for this following month, reblog some older poems I think would be enjoyed.
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