Untitled Poem (#1)
Right now, I’m at the edge of the diving board
nervous to flip.
However, if you ever do meet my motivation,
you’ll understand this.
I have a swagger in my step
and I want to get it on.
Now.
Many thanks to my dear,
my true beautiful Muse — where-ever you may be.
I hope you read this with an open heart
and with tapping feet.
So let’s get the funky vibes on
Let’s head on over to the main street.
umph ow.
We’ll close out the show with a bang.
(no encore, please).
This poem I just crafted.
Published.
Validate me.
Keep up the hustle
wherever you may be.
you created a monster
by helping me.
i insist that people come along with us.
join on our bus of fun, please.
if you dont like that ride tho
i dont want you to ride with me.
no hurt feelings, tho.
let me be me.
—
the fun is where we go, y’all!
if y’all be willing to join in, come in.
The cools kids chill.
The poseur kids envy.
The band geeks give the harmony.
While the minorities funk the rhyme.
If you ain’t agree’in
Please don’t stop the feelin.
Poetry aint hard
When you’re feeling boss… like me.
