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Dyhanara Rios

(11/06/94 / San Antonio, Texas)

Types of Poetic Frustration


I tried to write a haiku for you
But it grew too long
Evolving into a song
Wrapped around the sun and morning dewdrops
And giving you props
For making this the best part of my day
In every little way

I tried to write you a sonnet
But almost every line on it
Fell short a few syllables
Not to mention the intensity of end rhyme
Whose rules I broke from time to time

Oh what a curse to have all these words
Trapped in my head
When putting them down on paper
Has only led to poetic frustration

Oh, and I tried to write you a funny poem
But I’ve got pretty dry humor

Submitted: Monday, May 23, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, May 24, 2011
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