I must apologize,

For not understanding.

All the poems that I've read,

There's something wrong,

With my dyslexic head.


I suffer greatly,

From my lexdysia health.

Obliterating my one true self;

Leaving me with consternation.

What's the use of contemplation,

Not remembering our constellation.


Of course I try from January to December,

There's something in me I can't remember.

With each new thought within my head,

One leaks out more often than it's said.

Grains of sand upon  a expanding beach,

If I could remember things I could teach.


Used to read all the time what's the use,

It's as if around my mind there's a noose.

Strangled thoughts that bleed from me,

Which pi is pie 3.142 or steak & kidney.


What's use is a syllable cannot remember,

Or even the smallest biggest disaster.

Your brain your mind you cannot master,

When ideas leak out even faster.


Think I have a broken spider brain,

Spinning out thousands of thoughts.

The reason why I cannot explain,

I forgot to remember once again.





Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-05-01 at 04:22

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