Can we be Frank here?
Hugh know I have to get this off my chest
Many poets publish poems Justin hours not in days
Although I do do poetry sometimes, I really don’t have a Hope
I must Neal down in prayer and pray that I can cope
Now I will not get into name Collin
Hugh AC poets out there know who you are
Hugh embrace you Art with passion and you words are Chrystal clear
Hugh are a Ray of sunshine to many people out there
The craft is the most important issue not the Penny, but the thrill
In fact we work for Charity and give our work away
AC does not realize they are Owen us a lot
We Mary groups of poets should be sending them the Bill
I don’t wish to be a smart Alec for a poet I am not
I wish to produce the Melodie that poets do so well
But as good as you poets are, and jealous that I am
You cannot rest on a Laurel just because you can
Some people say poetry is a craft to be perfected through the years
Other say it is a natural gift reduced to a poetry Gene
Shirley there is still Hope for struggling poets like me
I want to be poet without all the Tom foolery
Many a no name poet Rose to top of their craft
Yet, my inspiration will wax and Wayne
I am afraid I don’t have a chance
Sure I am jealous and my words Mae seem Kurt
When the words just don’t come to me it really does hurt
I long to write the Bonnie words and phrases great poets do all the time
But I wait until the Eve has departed
In the darkness with what light my Iris will allow
I am always multitasking I am all over the Internet
I Bob in and out to do my writing
I am doing so many things; my passion does Peter out
It goes without saying this lack of concentration
does not really help my clout.
This poem is Lucy gossey
But what do you want from me?
I could commit Harry Carrie
Then the Victor I would not be
Am I Cairn too much about my poetry?
When I hit an all time low?
My Jewish mother-in-law would say,
” Hugh can’t always produce a “Stella piece.”
Have Faith in yourself and the words will eventually Flo
I am taking this a little too far
I know I am a mess
Perhaps I should just sit down with a nice Cup of Coco and an ounce of Brandy
and just do my Bess.