Indeed

I'm not the best, by any means,
Not great, not always right,
But I am totally convinced:
Some people shouldn't write.

At least not yet; perhaps, not now.
There's nothing here to earn.
They must improve themselves somehow,
They have so much to learn!

Not only their English lacks
Some basic grammar rules,
The essence of their poetry
Sounds like it comes from fools.

Forgive me, honestly, I swear
I don't look down on folks.
It's possible they're not aware
Their poems sound like jokes.

And yes, I've written bad ones too
Before I learned the ropes.
The rhythm, the syllables, one-two...
To learn each poet hopes.

And hopefully someday I'll read
Their much improved-on lines.
There's hope for everyone, indeed,
As verse to verse aligns. :)

~*~
March 11, 2019


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This poem is lots of fun :)

Людмила Прасад   07.03.2020 03:30     Заявить о нарушении
Thanks! :) It was meant to be light-hearted, for sure. )))

Елена Бингхэм   07.03.2020 03:56   Заявить о нарушении
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