Wow my two hundredth post
This is worth a toast
Never thought I'd get this far
A lot of them have been under par
I haven't been on my game as late
My poems have not been that great
But trying is the key
And hopefully you will see
I enjoy what I write
Some of the words may not be right
But I enjoy the fight with this language
Sometimes my brain could use a bandage
But I go on and on
Who knows one day ill might write a song
I'm drifting to a close
But I guess that's how it's goes
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Here's something for you, Because you've never read my ink. I know you've never asked... But I hope it'll make you think. I know it's not your kind of thing. But I'd appreciate it if you'd pretend.
I have mixed feelings, About writing poetry. I would rather write, A story, Or draw, In my sketch book, But sometimes, I don't know why. I have to write, A poem.
I seemed to have no inspiration today I haven't written anything since yesterday My brain's just gone away and quit It doesn't even want to concentrate enough to knit This is really all I could...
#phrase Where today shall my mind roam.
I was going to post a quote But there wasn't any need There's already far too many Clogging up my feed An instalment of my story A nice fat juicy chunk But I couldn't concentrate Because I got a...
I will write. So long I've waited. My brain has rested. Words have baited. Busy and tired. I've put it aside. But now I'm back. With heavy stride. I missed you all. And writing too.
200 hundred posts,. Rhymes and rhythms,. A range of topics,. Released from my brains prison,. I've no idea,. Where my thoughts arise,. Some pop in my head,. Leaving even me surprised,.
After the thousandth plodding line, (That pedantic, graceless curse,) I feel the need to teach a lesson On the basic nature of verse. What is the key to a fluid poem.
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