My mini-fest of acrostic poems comes to an end with this response to the WordPress Daily Prompt Rhyme.
It seems to need a final line – or a few of them – all contributions welcome, the more the merrier!
R iderless, a word stampede gets worse –
H uman, then, to rein it into verse.
Y ou may love to babble on prosecco –
M e, I get my kicks from verbal echo.
E veryone’s a poet now, they say –
Image: David Byrne
a nomad in cyberspace 
V ying for word supremacy
E xisting just to create
R hythmic patterns to frustrate
S enses and intrigue the brain –
E legies with sweet refrain
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A whole new poem, no less! Glad you didn’t ‘refrain’, Opher …
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👏👏👏👍☺
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Wish I could do emoticons … all I can manage are 🙂 and 😀 … plus the rather gloomier 😦 … oh, and 😉 …
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Hey, not bad!!! I love them 😉
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Enslaved now to poetic verse.
Great poem. Love the image of the stampede of words.
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Can I assume your first line is an addition to the poem? Yeah, poetry stops me racing away with myself …
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Yes you can. Very cathartic this writing stuff. 🙂
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🙂
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Verbal echo. I like that. (K)
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Not many words rhyme with echo … hence, prosecco! Gecko made even less sense …
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What a fun little verse! I love a word stampede and a verbal echo also. Excellent, Dave 😀
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Thanks! The need to rhyme made it trickier than usual. Still waiting for someone to come up with a rhyme for ‘say’ …
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If I may,
E veryone’s a poet now, they say –
In many a language, nay, neigh, Neigh!
(to continue the rider train …)
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You have certainly kept up the rhyme here … and the horsey theme!
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Glad it gave something to your request. Even if it was just a silly one of mine.
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🙂
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