Told You So
Said I’m not poetic
You insist I try this thing
Gave it my best effort
All its brought is pain
I can’t write like others
With depth and blue despair
My rhymes are very silly
As if I didn’t care
Sometimes I don’t get
What others try to say
It seems complicated
And so out of the way
I’ll stick to writing prose
It’s the best thing that I do
And leave the heavy lifting
To poets, such as you.
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Love your rhymes, the sillier the better. Wish I were lighthearted like this poem.
you are so kind – not written poetry before – it’s hard – yours is beautiful – especially I like the one in the restaurant –
Satisfying. Thank you. I feel the same about prose!
I guess it’s why I’m having such a time with this – Prose just flows out of me – ‘this’ has caused major headaches! Thank you for your
response!
one time i tried prose and it all came out like this as if i were Kerouac or at least some idea of Kerouac and then i couldn’t stop thinking about the way you have to go around and be careful with your words
loved your poem today!
Thank you SO much! Your comment made me laugh! I can’t wait to get back to my stories – watch, I’ll probably begin rhyming them!
Don’t despair. Loved this poem.
Oh! Thank you – how very sweet of you to say that!