A Poem that Rhymes!


Poets are not academics (though some are) or highly educated men and women (though they may be), but most of them are ordinary everyday people with the desire to express something fun or meaningful or turbulent or painful or joyful and so on and so on (you choose).

Many are computer nerds, taxi drivers, hamburger flippers at McDonald’s, cleaning men and women, students, drug addicts, police officers, shoe sales people, firemen, some doctors (yes it happens), teachers (okay, that may be obvious), presidents (you never know). Anyway, my point is–is there a point? Not sure. There is no rule or regulation as to who can and should write poetry–or anything else for that matter.

That brings me to a poem of my own. Nothing serious, just a fun play with words. So, please don’t take it seriously. It really isn’t meant to be taken seriously.

Here we go, a silly poem that rhymes–well somewhat:

A Poem that Rhymes 


On the deck in front of my room
at Cambria Pines Lodge
a little after noon
I’m tempted to snooze
but my undone work
wraps around my neck like a noose.
It is so tight
I want to fight
but then I see the light
and throw pen and paper out of sight.
I’d rather go for a walk
I don’t need to talk
or sing like a lark.
I sigh and admit
that this sounds like shit
but write I must
even if nothing
comes out of it.
There’s nothing to say
that hasn’t already been said
I’ve nothing to say
at the end of the day.
Oh, the freedom of silence
around me and in my mind
so I gaze at the highland
in the distance and pray
and so it’s okay
that I’ve nothing to say.
Amen.

2 Responses to “A Poem that Rhymes!”

  1. Darlene Says:
    October 1st, 2016 at 9:09 pm

    That is a fun poem!! We all need to have fun with our writing from time to time. I should try my hand at poetry but I am afraid it will be rubbish.

  2. author Christa Polkinhorn Says:
    October 1st, 2016 at 9:35 pm

    Hey, Darlene. Thanks. Go ahead, be brave, and write a poem. Besides, a little rubbish is quite okay!

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