Rhythm and Rhyme

  Tide Lines

Malibu Beach, Malibu Beach

I just like saying Malibu Beach

It bumps of my lips in sibilant clips,

and slants down into the sea.

 

Lady Be Gone

Fly some, flee some

get some freedom.

run some, crawl some

stand and fall some.

grab those bones,

beat that drum until it bleeds

dig some, sow some

wilder seeds.

plant some, grow some

then you can blow some

dark and jagged

ragged and raging

on those windy weedy reeds.

 

 

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