Talent Less
Talent less
I wanted creativity to be my companion,
So I picked up a pencil to draw.
I found this harder than I could imagine,
The strokes of my talent were flawed.
I sang in a band in high school,
In front of the mass at assembly.
My voice was a screech and I acted the fool,
The embarrassment so clear it still haunts me.
I loved to boogie and strut on the dance floor,
But I was such an uncouth head banger.
I’d jump and I’d pump and make my neck sore,
Thinking this will make the girls clamour.
I was a natural actor and was given lead roles,
At school and loved the attention.
Prancing around quoting Shakespeare in the halls,
Until my insecurity placed me in detention.
I was confident and smart but something was wrong,
To this day I’m not sure what.
My spirit was stolen by the bottle and a bong,
All too easy to forget what I’m not.
One thing I did was give One Hundred Percent,
At any endevour I chose.
I wish I knew then what the word addict meant,
As my personal growth just froze.
So here I am writing words down for fun,
Sounding out simple similes without hesitation.
I guess my creative juices have come,
Finally flowing freely, filling me with alliteration.
Talent less
03/08/2018
Copyright © Jeff Kantor | Year Posted 2018
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