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I sat upon a lonely hill
Pulled out the bottle
Found the pill
My head swam and hurt
Dropped the bottle
In the dry dusty dirt
The sun shone so bright
I could not see
Come back tonight
Come and find with a flash
Where that pill rolled
Churn the dirt, muck, roll and thrash
Until that pill you find
Is in your body
For peace of mind.
I read a poem of three lines per stanza and thought to myself, why not try this style. It is certainly new to me. So here is my pitiful effort at attempting something new.
Perhaps I’d best stick with the old (for me it is much more clear than the abstract thoughts above.)
A poem that oozes from my pitiful brain,
Rolls quickly as if on a freight train.
It carries me forward into the light
Unless of course it happens to be night.
My poem will often tell a story
Of fame, shame or perhaps even glory.
It will sound somewhat like Dr. Seuss.
Oh dear, why did someone let me loose?
I love to write, it fills my soul
But poetry is seldom my goal.
I must be truly inspired for you to see
Whatever it is that came over me.
However, I will say
Whence comes that day
That I sit and write from deep within
One could be moved to tears or to sport a grin.
I cannot keep the words simple and boring.
I do not advocate mild or modest snoring.
If my work brings to your face a smile
All I have done is worthwhile.
This little exercise was just for fun.
Please don’t judge me for what I have done.
Sit back, enjoy and learn
To relax, not be so stern.
This is an exercise in nonsense and a play on words. Sometimes that is all that poetry really is. Other times it is intended to entertain, or inspire or teach. Always poetry is a challenge for the writer as well as the reader.
My hope for you is that you simply enjoyed this frilly piece of nonsense and trust that I will write a serious poem someday to inspire you and make you smile.
Have a wonderful Spring
Enjoy the birds as they sing
And never ever go out
If your mouth is in a pout!