Rhyme Me A Smile: May 2015

Saturday, May 30, 2015

Awe

by Rachel Hoyt

Along the way

wonder can stray,

end up on glassy ponds.

Amazing things

whip off of wings,

end up inside bird songs.

A night pitch dark

warms with one spark,

each light a sparkling hook.

Always around,

we seek, it's found,

each time we stop to look.

This poem was inspired by an article on Jezebel about the importance of experiencing awe. Recent studies have shown it can make you a nicer person.

Saturday, May 16, 2015

Pocket Change

by Rachel Hoyt

My pockets are always empty.

I never have any spare change.

I pinch and pinch, but my pennies

all seem to roll straight down the drain.

Banks helped me to have 'cash' a plenty

which, at first, seemed a little strange,

then the plastic began to appease

my pockets by pampering their pain.

Perhaps my pockets now envy

the plastic - they asked for your change.

They said, if I steal all your pennies,

my dreams will crawl back up the drain.

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Saturday, May 30, 2015