Roann Mendriq

Being Twee - Poem by Roann Mendriq

Poised on the brink of thought,
inching to a devious plot;
I'm almost really quite distraught,
to read the rhymes that I've wrought.

Subtle prose eludes my mind,
and vanishes with the fickle time;
With tongue stuck out, I try to write,
nothing but a nursery rhyme.

In vain, I try to stop myself...
trite words keep hounding me,
And all too soon I find I'm back,
right back to being twee...

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 28, 2013

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