In trying to write poetry
I believe anyone can
But it comes in small bits
Once the endeavor began
First, you’ll read the poetry
Of other poet’s works
Picking up bits and pieces
Styles from the poetry stork
My inner muse likes to rhyme
But yours may not
You’ll know when your muse speaks
The result will be what you got
By now you’re hooked
You can’t stop thinking
About what to write
To satisfy that red light blinking
Write of this
And write of that
Why the ball is round
And the page is flat
Then out of the blue
You can’t write a word
Like the switch is turned off
Suddenly so absurd
Yes, it may come and go
But it’s not like an on/off switch
It’s more of an internal voice
Causing your writing hand to twitch
Quick, write it down
While it’s still there
Wait too long
And find it nowhere
But stay with it
Write often, write deep
Write of daily events
And of emotions you keep
Now, while you were so busy
You’ve become a poet
So don’t be afraid to share
Go to My Poetic Side and show it
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