The Newcomer

I am new to Writer's Cafe...

A little click, a flitting mouse

Letters on a screen

A 'Google' sign, a tiny house

A link yet to be seen

Blue letters lit, the black above

The Writer's Cafe, hey!

My eyes lit up, anew in love

I guess I'm here to stay

Now telling stories, writing poems

Will soon become my life

No dirty dishes, flitting brooms

I won't make a good wife

This poem is wrong, it doesn't go

It makes no sense at all

But still I hope you'll see the flow

And understand my call

Love, Lexie

Author's Note

Well, like it says in the poem, it doesn't really make sense... but anyway, I thought I'd try my hand at something new ;D

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Nice flow of thoughts in this poem.'
"Now telling stories, writing poems
Will soon become my life
No dirty dishes, flitting brooms
I won't make a good wife"
The above lines. Direct and honest. I liked them. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Lexie Dunham]

Thank you so much!! :D

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[Aphy!]

Wow! Really nice. Very catchy (I found myself humming in tune) really enjoyed it and welcome to the club hey. Hope it treats you well....
Aphy :)

[Lexie Dunham]

Thank you so much!! :)