Just a Few Thoughts on Paper
First Poem I Ever Wrote about Writing Poetry — Best Place to Start
You see I am a bit of a poet. And I did not know it
Yes I stole that from a film but what is one to say
My poems are fragile; mostly stolen, I’ll show you if I may
A poet of your standing will surely come to agree
A few words on a page, how easy can it be?
Let’s give this poem malarkey a try, as hard as it may appear?
Perhaps a lapse in judgment was what led me standing here?
I have the criteria of a poet, drinking, fighting, whoring
But the biggest secret of all this, that life is rather boring.
Inspirations are rare for some, for Coleridge it was a lime tree bower.
I’m a simpler man if you hadn’t guessed, I wrote this in the shower
I’m not like Byron, all those women beauty beyond compare
Even that rumpus with his sister, but let’s not go there
Keats had his sadness, Wordsworth nature, ideas in the air
I, on the other hand, have something else, too much time to spare.
Writing poetry is quite a thing, to a word wrong is horrific.
Beer makes us all articulate, but let me be pacific.
So many languages out there so why not say them different
Perhaps like Byron, I am worldly, or maybe call me hignorant.
I hope I’ve impressed enough, it’s the best I could do
I wish to impress Dad sometime, “dark day I adopted you”
This was quite a rush job, I wrote the poem this morning.
Threw in some rhymes, a quirk or two, I pray it wasn’t boring.
About the Creator
Alexander Candlin
An amateur writer and poet; enjoy writing in my spare time. Want to try everything once and meet everyone I can.
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