Here, There, Everywhere – Playing Around With Words

There’s nothing more profound

Than a woman who’s ungowned

There’s something sadly funny

About a picture of my tummy.

 

Here’s a one-word mystery

Why’s there no book of kisstory?

Here’s a five-word line endeavor

Clever? Me? Never!

 

Everywhere’s such a drag

For mystics to claim and brag

Everywhere is nowhere, so they say

Well…okay.

 

Up upon majestic mountain

Clouds swirl, a rainstorm’s mountin’

Down on the peak’s upper floor

I wouldn’t doubt if bears, like us, still snore

 

There’s nothing more profound

Beyond within words used unbound

There’s something to be savored

In persiflage behavior

 

Adverbs of place are useful

Inside a poem or out

But nothing beats an active verb

They just don’t. So scram.