I try to write poems,
But I'm not a poet.
Everything I write is a crapshoot:
Unpredictable, inconsistent, unreliable.
Don't try to use my poems as collateral.
My words are not dependable.
I cannot guarantee deeper meaning.
So, don't be surprised if you can't find it.
I'm literally making things up as I go.
I don't write an outline.
I don't have an agenda.
And I will go through contortions just to make things rhyme.
Sometimes.
There is no method to my madness.
There's just madness
And medication to keep it in check.
An imposter posing as someone that I once knew:
An innocent, an ingenue,
Myself from 1982.
I was still in college then,
And I knew nothing about anything.
I was totally unprepared
for all the things that would happen.
But now that they have, I haven't learned a thing.
I still smile and laugh when I'm uncomfortable.
I still want things that aren't affordable.
That cottage on Virginia Beach is still a dream.
It will never be.
I've lived my life as I write my poems.
Unplanned and unaware of reality.
Just hoping the end will be happy.
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Author:
PerditaRose (
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- Comment from author about the poem: That's pretty much how it's been.
- Category: Reflection
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- Users favorite of this poem: Friendship, rawaneigh.99
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Comments6
YOU ARE MOST DEFINITELY A POET AND THIS PIECE IS EXCELLENT. YOUR WRITING SHOWS DEPTH AND CHARACTER. KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK!
Katie - high praise and a punch in the arm. I am so grateful for both.
MAY I ASK WHERE YOU ARE FROM? I DON'T KNOW HOW TO FRIEND SOMEONE.
Inside each soul resides a poet it only needs to be released. To speak from the heart is poetry. A write of doubt where the spark that glows need more fuel and oxygen to burst into flame and engulf all around it. A most humble and lovely write
The poet discusses their attempts to write poetry but recognizes their limitations and lack of poetic prowess. They express feelings of nostalgia for a simpler time in their life, while also acknowledging their ongoing struggles with aspirations and reality. The poem juxtaposes the creative process with the unpredictability of life, highlighting a sense of disillusionment.
Friendship, you are very good at analyzing poems. It made me happy to read what you wrote today. Please keep sharing your thoughts. - thank you, Perdita
Binghamton, NY
THE BEST THINK I READ TODAY WHAT A SWEET POEM
THING
Thank you, rawaneigh.99. A lot of the poems today are really good, I think.
yeas I think it's true JUST KNOW THAT YOU'RE SO TALENTED
I thank you for your kind comments.
This reads like a conversation with yourself that the reader just happens to overhear. I especially liked how the poem embraces uncertainty rather than trying to resolve it.
Thomas, thank you for sharing your thoughts. My family often catches me talking to myself. As for uncertainty, they say prepare for the worst and hope for the best, unless you're totally blindsided. In that case, you just have to wing it. I feel as if I haven't seen your writing in awhile. Am I just missing it?
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