This is a poem
I wrote it whilst stuck at home
So here we are in quarantine
Our homes one big protective screen
To escape the daily tedium
I stumbled across Medium
Now I read and write and write and read
A few claps is all I really need
I submit and wait. I pray and hope
But sigh- it’s yet another “nope”
So I’ve turned my hand to poetry
Rhyming — that sounds just so easy
One short poem to start my career
“You’re the Peoples Poet!” people will cheer
Read up on the master — Dr Seuss*
Oh he’s such a silly goose
Find a word to make the rhyme work
Without sounding like an intellectual jerk
Poetry is in the eye of the beholder
Now my words are getting bolder
Read it fast, just like a rap
Surely I will earn your precious clap
Don’t want to make this first poem too long
Need to really finish strong
Um…damn now I have writers block
I can’t make this next line rhyme at all
Roses are red. Violets are blue
Would a line like that actually do?
OK- poetry is harder than I thought
Back to writing my work report.
*I know its pronounced as Dr “Soice”. And you probably know it. But we are smarter than most people.