Ugly Poet
My poems are weak and the verse is lacking
And At this moment you're attacking
Correcting and dissecting
And inspecting it for flaws
You're reading it and bleeding it
And plotting superseding it
Of this I'm sure you're capable
And I salute you all
While sitting here and writing this
It brought me tender happiness
The words were dancing fairies
stomping circles through my head
The letters started whirling
Then swirling and twirling
And stacked themselves in patterns
forming combos in their stead
These markings joined with others
As I pressed on with a shutter
Which direction was this leading?
I was eager to discover!
And in time I surely found it
And was pleasantly astounded
How the lines had stacked together
and the meaning that surrounded
Copyright © Ronald Wheeler | Year Posted 2015
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