I don’t know why
it never occurred to me before
but today I thought
that I could kiss you
something serious
for letting me know poetry
after all is
a respectable thing to love
so even though it’s years on
and you, last time we met,
hated me, anyway
there’s a kiss outstanding
you don’t really want
and I won’t really give
and that’s poetry too
as much as anything is
Written with a found pencil, on found paper, too. Hence the catch-and-release program:
Wonderful!
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Thank you so much!
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Liked this a lot. It reminded me of my high school Creative Writing teacher — urg, he was a hard one! Nicely done.
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Thank you! So glad you liked it. I found the pencil that wrote this poem on the grounds of the local school, so… there’s that. (It was an elementary school, though.) And it was in high school that I had some experiences very like what’s described here.
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