The Desk.

Here's yet another poem I just wrote because I was in the groove and I had to keep going before I lost it.

"Passion with a Rhythm"

Passion with a rhythm
Is what I'm here to write.
Have I lived for something
Or just because of spite?
Passion with a rhythm
Says I don't have to know.
And know I may not ever
'Cause I just let it flow.
Passion with a rhythm
Means I speak from the heart,
But still I keep it real
And stay true to the art.
Passion with a rhythm
Is borne in all of us.
Poets come a dime a dozen;
Watson is but one.
Passion with a rhythm
Is more than I can be,
But knowing how to rhyme
Can still be part of me.