Timing and Rhyming

To sit and ponder

Here or yonder

Rhyming thinkly

Pausing wrinkly

Is it yet a test of reason

Or at best a change of season

There and then in past I pondered

Here and now at  last I wandered

Far from whence I started out

Yet in this spot I sit and pout

Is it all a waste of time

In this sudden haste of rhyme?

Other souls have taken pen

Delighted all with words from then

Gone their way not counting cost

Caring not if won or lost

Like clouds above a setting sun

Showing night has just begun

Drifting off in cooling air

Peacefully unaware

 of care

Reviews

[Kyle Wynn]

The flow of this was fantastic. I really loved reading it!

[Terpsichore]

Whatever the form, it's the poet's use of language and what a poem conveys that really matters.

This I nicely pondered I have to say. T

[MelissaAndres]

Very nice. You have done this so effortlessly! Wonderful job!

[Valentine]

I find it easier to rhyme than to write flowing poetry like some on this site can. It is so nice to have a variety of writers styles to read and enjoy. Kathie

[Gee]

This reads so easily,flowing freely,made to look a simple task but,boy do I know differently.Good job

[several thousand]

Flows nicely. Great poem. :)

[Beccy]

Donald.

This is delightful from start to finish. I love the wrinkled brow reference, it conjures up a wonderful image of the poet concentrating furiously and wrestling with rhyme.

Beccy.