I refer to dreams
Like entities when truly
They deserve description
Paradoxical mysteries of the mind?
Some things need to be left cryptic
I speak of serenity
Like I could find it on a map
GPS it in my dreams aspirations
Doldrums, lulls within the chaos
Would suffice
Hearts and havens
Thrive within phrases
And I too, fall for the obvious
Ancient shells, ancient trees
All a matter of preference
This is how I begin
“This” is a word I use often
My bona fide crutch
We, you and I
My launching pads for poetry
Conundrum
A word I would never use
Choppy, awkward
Rolls off the tongue like a rototiller
Ouch
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For dVerse Poet’s Pub, as we examine our word choices in poetry.
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