but I am poety
I am not a deceiver
but often use a scheme
and in the cliche'd wilds of rhyme time
where lemons aid and limes climb
high in the sky with a sun-borne sigh
I am a hunter
but never a thief
It's ok I know it
I'm not a good Poet
My strong passions are screaming
My sleeved heart is bleeding
with maudlin metaphoric clauses
forced meter, dramatic pauses,
similes rule while rhythms are tooled
I am playing hard
at being a bard
I am really not a Poet
But I am
Poety
written January 31, 2007 by Jeff Couch
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