My Poetry Sucks

Well it does...

 

 

My poetry sucks

 

I’m so tired of writing

My fingers are sore

My poetry sucks

I’m becoming a bore

 

Sticking a verse

In front of your face

Oozing with love

All over the place

 

Creamsicle colors

Metaphors thick

Wasting your time

Making you sick

 

Finding a title

Spending the time

Just like this poem

Something to rhyme

 

Or it could be free-verse…

Drifting on metallic clouds in copper spoons

dreaming in patterns of silhouette subways

and my foot falls asleep

 

Maybe a Senryu

 

Read at your own risk

Dumb crap being written here

Vomit bags needed

 

Perhaps a Haiku

 

Softly floats the bird

Atop morning glory skies

Damn thing s**t on me

 

Or a Tanka, a Sonnet

A Villanelle or an Assterring

The last one is nothing

I made up the damn thing

 

So you see I’m no poet

Least not anymore

For what you are seeing

Is what you abhor

 

And I’m not complaining

Not here on this screen

My pen is on empty

I’m ready to leave

 

I’m so tired of writing

My fingers are sore

My poetry sucks

I’m becoming a bore

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thanks for not reading

Lighten up people....

Reviews

[Angel]

Huh? Sorry...I dozed off in the middle of that boring piece of...um...delightfully funny little rant, Sam...uh...Jim...erm...who wrote this thing again?????

[Jack...]

I think his name was joke...no wait, jake...oh hell, it was something like that. Thanks so much Angel for sleepwalking by, I hope I didn't wake you again. :)

[Keith]

Funny as hell Jack! You can even write sucky poems with class.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Keith.

[Revery]

OMG Jack, too damn funny. Laughed all the way through. Thanks

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much. Happy you found some fun in this little poem.

[emmajoy]

Love the variety in this, the sweet and sickly, the irony and all other things I probably can't spell or pronounce. You make me laugh, you make me tear up.. you are a poet. Nuff said. And, don't argue with me cos .. I said so. Exiting slowly, laughing and giggling, clever you!

' Creamsicle colors ~ Metaphors thick ~ Wasting your time ~ Making you sick '

[Jack...]

If it brought you to read sweet Garden Girl, them it was worth the effort to write. Thank you so very much.

[AAmell]

*slow clap* Funny, and easily readable. Bravo, sir.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much for stopping by and the "slow" rousing applause.

[Traci]

I agree with Jacob...I also like how it fades out at the end. Thanks for a lighthearted write, we all need this from time to time. On a more serious note, no vomit bags needed here, you are an amazingly talented poet, with a unique style all his own. I think many will relate to this piece, after all we are our worst critics. I only like my work until it's posted, then I think it sucks, lol. But I keep writing, and so do you...keep them coming, my friend.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Traci. The fading out was Frieda's idea. Glad you found some fun in this.

[MikeV]

Great poem about how your poetry sucks!
I get in that rut too. Its that we judge our own work crucially
But don't let it bring you down, keep up the writing :)

[Jack...]

Thanks so much for your visit

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like how it fades out at the end...the self effacing work..but your poetry is far from boring, and it is far from sucking..

this was a delightful self-slam...

thanks for the smile...

although on a serious note...i sometimes feel this way..and not in a humorous way..sometimes i look at all my stuff and just want to burn it...i think it is all crap, and needs to go to the next life.

[Jack...]

Jacob, my friend, I am with you. Sometimes I go back and think, "What the hell were you thinking?"

[SyberRose]

We know you are just kidding Jack...ha...thanks for the humor tonight...Enjoyed as always...Rose

[Jack...]

Rose, it is worth writing if you stop by. Thanks so very much.

[InsanityWriter]

This made me smile Jack... You've made my day. ;)

[Jack...]

Thanks my friend. Nice to see you again.