What Then?

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Thanks lunar glide. I'm happy you found it so. I'm still learning and am happy to think my writing is moving in a good direction.

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Thank you DWAYNE. I really appreciate this encouragement.

[lunar glide]

This is truly one of your best!

[DWAYNE]

This is my favourite poem of yours.

Such we'll crafted stanzas, especially the second one!

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Well now, Tony, that makes me feel mighty fine indeed. Thank you. Perhaps I have a future at this yet.

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Very true divot.

[Tony Grannell]

Hello RhymeLovingWriter, What then, indeed, fate and fancy to sure the chance in this uniquely exquisite verse, Most published works of late would not compare to this passage of poetic excellence, I jest you not. An intricate wonder woven with class. Fond regards, Tony.

[divot]

Weather together or apart, storm clouds will always mess with the internet.

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Thanks Alex.

[AlexandratheLate]

Missed you Paula. Really enjoyed the descriptive word choices.

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Hope you are all well poet friends. Working with limited internet capability at the moment. Thinking of you often in these days.

[RhymeLovingWriter]

What Then?


lovers, born on day
of pied repentance,
never knew if chance
forsook their fate or
fancy mused her way
into the mix

where once betwixt
prevenient fury, ages
passed with notches on
the rind, no ground or
gritted teeth could
masticate a mend

it had to end, if
not by choice
then sure by chance

loose ends abounded