The Twitter Universe
I have spent a fair amount of time on Twitter lately, and yesterday I wrote and posted this poem after a grocery store run. From what I have read so far, many poets on Twitter think little of rhyming poems and consider them amateur and “easy.” I received no feedback, so I decided to post it here. I know some of you have “liked” my poems before, so I hope you enjoy this one. Let me know! Feature image by Rick Veldman from Pixabay.
With cupboards bare, the trek I make, An agronomic slog. My brew in hand, with little slake, To treat my mental fog. My chore concludes, relief in sight, The goods are stored with care. A button pushed, the pane just right, The breeze cannot compare. My travel slows, a line takes shape, Vexation rears its head. I start to reach, to just escape, The clacks and clanks I dread. I stop at once. What do I hear? This sound so quite at odds? I must affirm, this soon, this year, A sweeter chord bombards. That handsome chap, with patch of red, He preens and lives to sing. For now I know, the joy is spread, This day, this life, this spring.
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