Nobody Buys It
What would I do without free verse?
Well, I'd fit to a form
Intellectually it's within my gift
I can master it (thank you for your applause)
I'm musing rather than showing off
Returning again to my thought
Why do I present myself like this?
When I could be perfectly turned out
I'm evidently looking for acceptance
Of the landscape of my mind
By having no shop window
Or perhaps one that says
"Enter at your own risk"
The continual push and pull
And difficult terrain (note how I've mixed my metaphors and broken enjambment rules to make proceeding tricky?)
Then, if you make it to the end
There's no reward as I've not always finished the poem
I'm a tricky customer (didn't I own this shop a minute ago?)
This cup of tea has done nothing to pull my thoughts together
But it's ok
Because poetry says:
~This may be a stylistic choice~
I feel sea sick now
"Is the sea terrain?"
This is more a Google thing
Than the end of a poem
"I know"
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2023
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