Sandra Dodd

Rookie (April 17,1967 / Los Angeles, CA)

Poetic Injustice Is Humbling - Poem by Sandra Dodd

Okay, admit it (you probably wont!)
Who, or is it whom, of you
has to read the comments
on some of these dambed
smart artsy fartsy intellectual
poets poems just to know
what the poem is about?

Just seems like some
write in English
others in Exestentialish
or Imsodambedmoresmartish
or Artsyfartish.
The last three are languages
secret to the above average.

I grew up a spade was a spade
and if a something was to good
to be true, it wasn't.
Just plain English, not the kings
but like my mama spoke when she
was talking to the gardener.

In school they said I was smart.
I thought so cause as the class clown
I could even make
the teacher laugh at the substitute,
but when I read some of these
monster works of art long and full
of dictionary opportunities
I think 'I am so humbled, seems a
poetic injustice that I
cant write just quite so elevating'.
It seems I am just average.
Well, at least when I order a burger
they know I want some food.

Wow, now I feel better.
Got that off my DDD's.
Well if I turn out dumber
there's always thows to
feel good about!

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 1, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 4, 2010

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