RHYME Poem: Wednesday, October 15, 2013, by Ashley Patrice

Intending to write a poem with rhyme
is clicking and tapping an elegy for time.

Sitting and typing a well-constructed crime,
prying your brain until the words shine.

A rhyme a day
keeps the writer’s block away you say.

You don’t usually do this
because it’s so meticulous.

You try so hard to be a team while
it chooses to be your thirteenth reason.

Sewing your consonants, pinning your vowels,
you let the ink run for miles.

The poem asks, where will you put me?
I reply, With my ashes along the sea.