What drives me to post two poems a day
Little green men dancing the plié?
Or maybe a monster with one evil eye?
Enormous dragons, oversized flies?
Whatever the subject, I never need fret
The ideas keep flowing, on that you can bet
Like having a baby or baking a pie
It comes quite natural for some of us guys!
What could it be, is it fortune or fame?
Or could it just be, the thrill of the game
To challenge one's psyche to write every day
Sometimes it's easy, sometimes nay!
Got some advice for newbies among us
Two poems a day is by no means a must
It's a goal to shoot at in the days up ahead
But don't lose sleep, it's nothing to dread!
© Jack Ellison 2013