This year I am participating in the Poem A Day Challenge.
Sometimes poems need no introduction: this is one of them.
Word Stew
I went to bed last evening
Certain a poem would come,
But I woke up this morning
To discover there was none
Perhaps it's only sleeping,
I said to my poor self
So I made a pot of coffee
And took a cup from off the shelf
Poured milk into my java
Just like I always do
And I waited and I waited
For my poem to break through
OK I said, start with a word
Any old word will do
That poem is just hiding
Somewhere inside of you
Encourage it for just a bit
A tickle and a tease
You only need to play with it
And whisper pretty please
A second cup of coffee
Is brimming in my cup
I remain almost undaunted
Wishing words would hurry up
I’ll give it one last warning
I have more chores to do
Than poeming in the morning
And cooking up word stew
Ha! I probably should save this one for ME, Cheriee! Some days that stew just won't get put together. Clever poem and the rhyming!
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