I forgot what BTW stands for...between the wines?
Oh yeah! ...by the way.
Too much yesterday and hangover today.
Oh yes, enough to kill a teenager.
Once you start questioning your poetry
you'll be listening to teenagers.
You are not using rhyme, your muse is, dummy.
You don't write poetry...your muse does.
Your just the leaky pen.
Or in your case the timid typist.
Listening to other people tell you how to write.
Self doubt.Who in the world cares if your poetry
is good or bad...that is not the point anyway.
You don't write to please the Queen.
You write to no one out there that might be listening.
You write to the shadows.
You write to the physical ghosts that never existed.
It is not your purpose to write anything that pleases
Yes is best.
Just write and write to your hearts delight.
Poetry is measured by years not by the poem.
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