It’s the devil in me
The curiosity of a buzzing bee
I just had to see
Your words of poetry
Writing is a conundrum
Your quill keeps attuning the drum
A humming note on every blue line
Do not worry if your rhythm is not in time
I only need to hear the chiming of your rhyme
To understand your journey’s resounding climb
Ivor Steven (c) February 2022
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