Rockman Pritts Poet Rhyme

Rambling Tirade

This is a moment
A moment I took
To write down a thought
But not for a book

It's simply a space
That needs to be filled
In hopes that a reader
Will somehow be thrilled

Should I write about nature
Should I write about time
Should I use nomenclature
Should I do it in rhyme

Should I use a thesaurus
To help me debate
Or just sputter words
That do not relate

The mountain is high
The valley is low
BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH
That stuff's gotta go

Don't write about sunshine
Don't ponder the rain
I need something new
To put in refrain

This poem is drivel
But don't get me wrong
I did it for fun
Like singing a song

But it has to have meaning
It has to have worth
Oh, how can I raise
This poem from birth

My ink is the web
That I spin with my hand
I hope there's some purpose
In every strand

I guess I should stop
Before I go on
This poem is pointless
And getting too long

My tirade is over
I've said all I can
The next time I write
I'll be using a plan

Rockman  :-)

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Karen Anglesey January 1, 2014 at 10:53 PM Very clever! You are such an eloquent rhymer. You can make the simplest subject come alive on the page. I admire your talent :)

Delysia Hendricks November 20, 2013 at 1:54 PM Hahaha. Don't you dare say the poem is pointless. I often find silly lil ditties have more depth than the actual serious ones, as in this case. An entertaining write which I enjoyed, my friend. Licia :-)

Ilene Bauer November 12, 2013 at 10:19 AM ha! i very much enjoyed this... Rockman Pritts November 13, 2013 at 12:03 AM Thanks Ilene. I was bored and a little bit silly. When you have nothing to write about, you write about nothing. So says Rockman. I wonder if I'll be quoted a hundred years from now. After all, other famous poets were just someone with a pen. I raise a quill to all who came before us and all who will follow.