It’s Sunday, so I’m writing something quick but something that still works in my theme of lyrical poetry. Sound Poetry is a fun way to experiment with utilizing words for the way they’re heard. Admittedly, this is a very short poem and might not make a good song, but it is focusing my thoughts on lyrics.
Written words rolling randomly and rhyming rhythmically
Right or wrong riotous rats ride roadsters ridiculously,
While writers wearily wander wondering why.
Resting, waiting for renewal, weirdly weighing wondrous words.