5.11.10

Cinnamon Spice

Hiding between the high-strung lines of a sonnet,
and the                soft
    easy         waves          of
a              page
         of
          free
              verse,

there lies the answer to my question;

about why we don't fit, like the rough pieces of a villanelle
or the rigid lines of a haiku EXPLODING
with NATURE and emotion

Sometimes, I find
the answer is exactly
what I needed.



~Hammeh

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