A fitting way to wind down the month. I choice the triquain most randomly; the non-rhyming kind. Still not in a rhyme frame of mind. Ha! I am please with today's poetic adventure. As always, please leave me a comment below, Dear Readers. Thank you for tuning in during OctPoWriMo!
Prompt: Wild, Weird, Spontaneous / Poetic Form: Triquain
along the forgotten paths,
trite enough cliches for poets that
will write the words, that fills the world with memories.
My songs are weird and wild, racing
lines across pages that
grace your sight.
to be spontaneous
with my wit and whimsy so say I
that I wander with you, adventurous are we.
When I find that peace that I sought by
the forgotten paths with
you by me.