Dante Would Be Proud
No ifs, No and, No buts.
I’ve written so much poetry
It’s making my head spin.
I’ve entered many contests
But seldom do I win.
My poetry collection
Has, thus, amassed with time,
I drive my husband crazy
Conversing, now, in rhyme.
I’ve stored them in my folders;
They’re saved in my PC.
They’re even on my thumb drives.
They’re all where you can see.
I’m know if I go senile
And forget where I should look,
My family will know every place
To find my poetry book.
I always write my verse in rhyme.
It comes out like a song.
Rhyming and metered poetry!
No way, could I go wrong.
But poetry’s a way of life;
It’s my new exit door:
Like being in a one room shack
But on the 13th floor.
It helps get the emotions out
That could drive a person nuts.
So, I guess I’ll go on rhyming -
No ifs, no ands, no buts!
About the Creator
Margaret Brennan
I am a 78-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.
My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.
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Comments (15)
I will never look at a hamburger in the same way
Great poem, very well done…
Don't compare yourself to Dante. He is my Lord and Master. Have you read Inferno? Your poetry is nothing like that. Find a dark wild wood and discover your own brain. You need to go deeper. Try a different form. Read some other classical forms and get the spirit of poetry into your blood. You will know when you find the voice of the spirit.
I'm not really much on poetry but you made this so easy to follow and understand. Thank you for another wonderful writing. Keep up the good work.
First of all, I love your rhyming. I too was trained in rhyme. The English teacher I had one said if your poetry isn't rhyming, it's not poetry, it's verse and there is a difference. of course, this was back in the late 40s. The comment about the 13th floor? Should I assume that means you're "way out there"? Love this poem!
I love this!! I can also really relate haha! Some of us are just born to speak in rhyme and poetic phrases I guess :)
Brilliant poem! I’m with you - I love rhyming poetry. It sweeps you off your feet and takes you for a ride!
Nice. It does come out like a song.
I am a published poet. I had a book on KDP (Amazon) for a while but no takers. I had a few published in a couple anthologies. Just keep writing.
I feel the same. Though I'm not sure someone will find my work if it's not out there as I don't have anyone around and my laptop has a password :(
I know the feeling! That's a good idea to put your poems in a three-ring binder. My poems are everywhere. Oh well, at least they're out there. Sharing is part of the fun. Write on!
Yes, it does let the emotions out!
Loved this
A simple beauty and cadence to match!
Same. Nice read and nice to relate!