Posting Your First Poem On This Site

Posting Your First Poem On This Site

A Poem by wbiro
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short rhyming piece

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Posting Your First Poem On This Site




























































































































































































love...









Why not! You start! begin to write,
you fill in all this vacant white
with all your hard-won, inner thoughts
so everyone will then be taught,
enlightened, by your struggles fraught
with all the life-mistakes you made...








and then you dream of getting paid...









$,$$$,$$$,$$$.$$








Hahahahahahahaha!
You know what happens next, my friend -
rejection letters, where they send
their crushing blow - that you must follow
all the latest trendy trends that get you published nowadays...







and so you pine, you pine away...







Your poem collection collects dust,
you die, your heirs are all nonplussed
and toss it in the kitchen can -
all thinking they write better than
the eccentric relative that they knew
who roamed the streets and ate bamboo...






yes, this is eccentric one is you -
writing, dreaming, on this site...








...but wait! There's hope! You posted it!
You posted all your work right here!
Now some obscure undergrad
will, in some academic land
existing in the future-tense,
discover you! and then dispense
your art-wrenched wisdom to the world...

Your name will be in hallowed lights,
the ring of circled literites
surrounded by the bests and brights
of these realms cum erudite;

and then, long after you've been laid
to rest, you're finally paid; the check
given to some charity...








that helps recovering poets see
the folly of their poetry...















What? You think I'd write some more?








lol
Outrageous! How can there be
fun in serious poetry?
You know it's just futility -
rhyming in a free-verse world...












Keep scrolling down, there just may be
more rhyming, futile poetry...





























and then again... there may not be...





























a bee.



...and so there is a bee.
This flapping, animated bee.














This is the end.
THE END
I say.

or FIN
as they would say in French.










Sorry - nothing rhymes with French
that would, down here, make any sense.






© 2011 wbiro


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Nice set-up. & it made me laugh. Very inventive.

Thank you,

Kat Ward

Posted 12 Years Ago


clever... really clever, that's really creative and actually good poetry. :) well done

Posted 12 Years Ago


Pinch, Inch, Wrench, Cinch, Finch, Wench, Bench, Trench, Flinch, Lench, Quench, Stench

Well, don't get me started. LOL! Seriously, your a funny and refreshingly different new writer. I can't wait to see what is coming next.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wow, this was really cool. I liked the animated bee at the end and how you had the boxes. Very creative indeed.
♥ Ta'Shandra

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on July 24, 2011
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