Totally Useless
Totally Useless
Early morning is magnificent time of day
You are all alone and no one is in your way
To affect mind and what it may be thinking
Both eyes are wide open and not blinking.
Can even find a full moon outside (I did.)
Why myself in solitude I can confide
Not having to hear any of the absurd hype
And oh how hard I really hate to type.
At making my poem become a parable
After trying I am absolutely terrible
Will write each poem old-fashioned way
Every two lines rhyme which to me is okay.
Another thought has entered my mind
What if to forgone fact I was resigned
Way I write can be curiously clueless
And my ability to type is totally useless.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
Category: Funny to me.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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