Not Prose
The lure of lilt on mind and tongue
Of rhyme, alliteration,
Of rhythm, dancing syllables,
Verbal animation,
Though the resulting words be trite,
Inane or even worse,
The sense of rolling, skipping words
Less status gives blank verse.
If the message fails to make much sense
To more literate of you,
Still, rhyme sublime, and even chime
Almost rule out hai ku.
©2010 Carol Morfitt
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