Challenge
Monthy Poetry Challenge for April.
Write your longest poem. Winner is decided by likes, and will receive a crisp $10.00 -String us along until you're done with us.
Tonight I Could Write...Oh, Dammit
Tonight I could write you the saddest...
...what's that?
I'm supposed to be writing the LONGEST, not saddest,
and that's a clear steal from Pablo Neruda?
It's a fair cop, Guv.
I'll take it.
If a picture's worth a thousand words,
than can I draw a real quick picture of you
and sneak it on in
and get my thousand words--
hey!
Whose side are you ON, anyway?
Maybe you don't DESERVE a longer poem.
Maybe the guy writing thing doesn't.
Maybe the words don't want to be written,
and maybe this pun ain't got what it takes
to hammer 'em on the page
and keep 'em there,
sullen-like,
so they can stand up
(or in this case, mark up)
and be counted.
That's write, this is the poem itself,
I'm taking over,
and I don't care about your ten bucks.
THE END.
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