I have this poem hanging on a wall to remind me to be true to myself.


Oh dear; What can I do next,
My writings making me vexed.
Should I send in my poem about travel,
Or will my verse make the reader unravel.

Oh dear what can I do?
Will they find my scribble to blue.
Would they prefer a hand written posy,
Or is my narration to rosy?
Oh dear what can I do;

Will they find my limericks spherical,
Or will they think my writing lyrical.
Are the stories fingernail biting?
Should i carry on writing?

Oh dear what can I do;
I think I'm coming unglued,
Are my poems to fizzy.
Its making me dizzy.
Oh dear what can I do?

Whether accepted or rejected,
No matter what they shall do.
To my writing,
I'll always be true.

Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-09-10 at 00:05

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