Where does a poem come from?
It's not floating in the air
It's pushing to be written
I wake from dozing in my chair
A poem starts like a dream
Ready to be recollected
From a dictionary of ideas
To be sorted and selected
The dictionary's a house of words
Short? Long? words aren't all the same
Your choice, your voice calls to be heard
Rhyme and rhythm rule the game
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Messages prompted by emotion
Advertising, propaganda
I frown and scratch my tangled hair
I yawn and scrawl, right-hander
I'm glad I learned to touch type
Thoughts rush like waves, like pop-up toast
Re-writing not just a hype
Re-typing's what I do the most
I have tools correcting spelling
Which keep checking while I am dressing
Whatever thoughts I'm selling
The computer helps compressing
And if banal words bore us
AI, yet to try, is on hand
Inspiration from thesaurus
Helps me, clarify, you, understand
Even without a reader
My effort's not diminished
I can show it to the world
As soon as I have finished
A poem is a joy,
A comedy to share
To prove one has a heart.
To tell the world you care
To lighten, brighten up your day
A good poem's worthwhile
For both writer and dear reader
To provide a daily smile.
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Please share links to your favourite poems.
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