Such is life ( just me rambling ).
Here on poetbay in the poeticverse,You find some poet's that you like.
Others not so much, such is life.
Let's clarify that it's not the poets I dislike,
It's the dyslexia that's inside of me.
That makes some poem's hard to read,
I always try I have that need.
But the friends you make along the way,
Is another reason why I stay.
Then suddenly they drop out of sight:
Try as hard as you might,
Often you just wonder why.
Do some just go, while others die?
Or is it because they've found a better place,
Old poet's never die, they sit alone and write.
I wonder do you suppose,
That I'll end up like one of those.
Maybe that's the way I'm going,
With no real talent showing.
Faking life along the way,
An open mind spouting nonsense,
Through the night, in written word
That he shouldn't write.
Some poem's written just skim the top,
Is all I've written one big flop.
Should I carry on or just stop,
( Sorry my insecurities are showing ).
Like others do to this day.
I think not, it's nice to have friends,
Some gone, but never forgotten.
Somewhere here on poetbay.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2026-02-05 at 06:56
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