Inside Out

Today, dear reader, I wrote an etheree. This is a syllabic poem, 10 lines long. Starting with 1 syllable, the last line then has 10 syllables. There is no rhyme scheme. Although the meaning of the poem will mean very little to most who read it, I felt good writing it. Take it for what it is worth. 

Rod E. Kok
October 26, 2018

An

open

plea to change

from chaos to

normalcy. Only

you can make this happen.

On this present course, things will

veer off track very quickly. So

I beg you, stop reading between the

lines. Please stop turning good rules inside out.