Late Realization

I loved you, but hated your poetry.

Two years ago, I’d say “he’s so avant garde!

Let him speak from his heart,

You just can’t get it” — now I see

I never really liked it, but could never confess




4 thoughts on “Late Realization

      1. When in doubt make it up. Hello is



        Every one of *my* poems has to at least faintly try to rhyme. A witch put a geas on me. No gettin’ out of it.

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      2. If you sneezed, god bless you.
        Kraspootdana sounds like an ancient witch.
        Most of my poems in Portuguese rhyme, but I think doing that in English is a bit harder for me.


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