by cricketjeff on April 2, 2008. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
Holding on to happiness is hard when you aren’t whole
Finding friends who feel for you is fun for evermore
I’m playing games in poetry, a pleasure I can pour
Long and languid lines that lead to lovely literature
Make my mind a maelstrom for the magically mature
Lots of little loonacies are laughing like a lark
Do not define your destiny while dancing after dark
Not a lot of nonsense, just a little now and then
Makes you feel a little better and it occupies the pen
So if you’ve read my poem and your mind is on the blink
Remember you just read it, maybe I should turn to drink!!!
Sometimes the only way to get rid of silly lines is to write them down.
This exists purely because I had some lines in my head that wouldn’t go away, but I liked the sound of them.