PPoetry

Ballad-Monger

I gots to stop all this doggerel, and write some ruminative romantics on the gram.

I’m not a poet
I’m a quickdraw thesaurus
bottom feeding
neater repeater
of vague vogue variants
Of we all got ‘em verisimilitude(s)

That and a dour dude attitude
Of anything flows wordsmithing
As I hook, line, and tinker with
tide turning your expectations
that the drip drip drip of alliterations
Will reverse flow…

oh…no,No,NO

That’s just not how it works.

Regrettably,
Poe Taster

I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

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