Just a muse
Yet not abuse
For poets must show it
Else just stow it
Brace for critic
Pray its not bleak
We must continue
Expanding our venue
Words just words
Yet some for the birds
Rhyme no reason
Depends on seasons
Keep counting versus
Ready to burst
Another great write
Brings new delight
Poet to poet
You never control it
Just some words
written by
asha
2010©








