C is for Crib


A prose froze
A poem rose
Few lines admired
Few words rhymed
I Stubbed my pencil nib.
My writings you can.
My ideas you can never crib.


8 thoughts on “C is for Crib

  1. Love the internal rhymes at the start and the playful twist on a very original idea about ideas. Your poetry is smurfalicious….oh, wait… that’s only a word in cartoons. Sorry.

    1. Hello Beyer,

      I’m glad you stumbled upon my blog. I loving rhyming and of course you will find it strange. Even I wonder sometimes how did this poem shape up 😀 . Voice just flows on the paper and poetry is formed.
      Thanks a ton!!

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