Zeno Poems by Raivenne-lations

Poem 1: Of Plans And Raivenne

Plans change and now my day is free
To vegetate?
No not
I.
Shades await this
bluest
sky.
I must enjoy
This gift,
Bye!

Poem 2: Word

Oh I would not call this thing love,

much too simple.

Then what?

Word.

We’re talking love.

Our love.

Word…?

This love is ours,

Always.

Word!

Zeno poem (Ten lines with the syllable count: 8/4/2/1/4/2/1/4/2/1 and a rhyme scheme: a/b/c/d/e/f/d/g/h/d),

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