Mundane Poem by Stanley Cooper

There is nothing more mundane
Nothing in this world
There is nothing more insane
Then reading what’s mundane

It’s a writers’ wordy endeavor
In poetry or prose
To write words, both worthy and clever
So their readers do not doze

When writings are arcane-ish
They can give a reader fits
But worse are those mundane-ish
They contain no benefits

Creative writing uplifts
Having gems within it’s pages
Fine literature’s a gift
As a record of the ages

Writing with no splendor
Is writing to disdain
Don’t accept or render
Writing that’s mundane