As I shower
Poems pour out from parts unknown,
Demanding to be shared.
Still, I linger.
Verses taunt me: “Write us down.
Your thoughts, they must be bared.”
End of shower.
Laptop beckons. Towel’s dropped.
I’m free — my poem’s been aired.
(Sara asks: What Poetry Means To Me. Now you have my answer.)
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Problem Poetry (Limerick)
By Madeleine Begun Kane
“Your verses belong in the can,”
Said the prof to a man. “They don’t scan.
The problem’s your beat,
Plus your poems have no meat.”
I’m guessing he wasn’t a fan.
I was prompted to write this by Blog Friday, where you can find more problematic poetry and prose.
(You can find more of my poetry here.)
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Mad Kane is a writer, musician, and "recovering lawyer." As you may have noticed, she enjoys writing song parodies, limericks, and current events haiku.
You can email her at madkane@madkane.com, visit her political humor blog, or stop by her home page.
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