Oh sure...
It started innocently enough
In the beginning
It was a verse here
A sonnet there
The occasional limerick
But before long...
She was hooked!
She was walking around
In a fog
Fragments of verse
Cluttering her mind
Threatening to steal
Her very soul
Now...
Admittedly...
She was main-lining
Up to fifty
Poems a day
She had her regular dealers
That she would visit
And occasionally
She'd try something new
Sometimes, she would
Pedal her wares
She had to admit
It filled a void for something missing...
But what?
Then one day it came...
The 'intervention'
'Mom! ! You need to buy groceries! !
There's no food in the fridge! ! '
She realized
Then and there
That she had bottomed out...
The computer had to go! !
You have a wonderful sense of humor...this is great! ! ! ! !
Enjoyable read funny, but that’s how it happens give or take a few side trips
Dee, this was really great. That side swipe of humour really brought a smile to my face. I just loved it. From the comments you've received a lot of others did as well. Gave it my 10. Thanks for sharing it. David
Ahh this is great, a little humor for us poets, but there are those that really do have a problem, I for one, have those fragments of verse mulling around in my mind. Can't sleep at night, sometimes I drive people crazy always ending my sentences in rhyme. Oh my gosh, I need help, have to see a poem counseller. LOLOL. Love your poem Dee, fabulous.---Melvina---
I know the feeling so well my two dogs come and collect me when they want to go 10 Chris
As this will be comment number 33 on this poem I hardly think I can give any new insightful praise, so yes this is good, with a cherry on top.
Yeah true, it is like that with all poets world does exist outside their's beautiful idea and composition 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That was a great poem Dee, but lets hope theres no more need for an intervention. Smiles N Hugs, Willow: -)