Blue water inspires today's poem. Enjoy!
Where Fun Bangs Its Drum
To change their minds, to move more than once
As emotion folds into the other entities of dunce
These poetics of heart are at what munificence?
Historical teacher says,"The winner is magnificence"
So slippery the starting lines of these little poems
So funny in their eyes to resonate their homes
Inhabited with creatures and characters who bound
And bring you back to show what it is they found
Materials may languish and pile up on docks
Amidst a dollar's doldrums, bonds and stocks
Yet here in this place where pulse never stops
Fun bangs its drum and doles out gumdrops
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