The First Poem

Ok, so it is time for the first poem. This first is a little one I wrote this year. It is kind of a cutesy take on what writing poetry means to me. This is a light one, but if you are looking for something deeper, don't despair. There are plenty of dark and gloomy ones to come.

Having a similarity to or reminiscent of a real poet.

I am not a Poet
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