And now, in all my wonderful contrariness, my first poem here is all about my dislike of poetry.
Poetry Schmoetry
I lose all patience with poetry.
Sometimes one needs more than words.
How does meter improve a poor story?
I snivel at your rhyming drivel.
Action!
I want action!
Stop your pretty words.
Stop your tiresome phrasing.
Get to the point,
and kiss me, you idiot!
June 2006
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