Prosaic Poetry Poem by Lento Maez

Prosaic Poetry



She said that my prose was prosaic
I loved it when she talked dirty to me
Then I found out what prosaic meant
So I turned to poetry to help me vent
The frustration I felt with unkind words
She now calls my prose poetic
And that is her final edict

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Douglas Scotney 14 November 2013

the muse of unkind words turned you into a poet, turns into poetry prose. I like this one.

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