Poem Provoking Pedestrian Poets

Pissed? Pound pavement.

By Emily FinhillPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Penning pretty poetry

posits perturbing perils:

Punctuation? Presentation?

Patter, pattern, pulse...

Parts performing partnerships

pleasing, plain, perverse?

Persistence pays, poets proclaim.

Patience, probably prudent.

Penultimate professional pointer, perhaps--

pitch peeving pen Pacificward.

Pule publicly, palabraless-- preserve poets' pages.

I'm just a tormented spinster authoress, trapped in the life of a happy suburban mom.

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