Cleverly

Cleverly

Masterful, as I type these words,

so cleverly written up to be, I thought?

Hence, this is where my story begins.

As words now I should write,

no place to go,

what is right?

Thought up in verse,

you see,

I know.

And,

about its sentences,

we shall read;

Shall it go?

These poems are with arousal begins.

my brain is stirring,

I'm out on a limb.

My rhyme you see,

has it to be

or is it this,

that is a joke?

My fingers,

my thoughts,

these words that I type.

I am doing my best,

do you see, as I write?

I shall write words,

in its simplest of ways.

I think my story,

has found its end.

Not so fast,

I'll try writing this again.

| Copyright © | William Darnell Sr |

| Year Posted 2020 |

Source - PoetrySoup