Please, do not clip my poetic wings of flight!
Please, do not clip my poetic wings of flight!
It is quite obvious to those who can truly conceive,
I know absolutely nothing about the poetic art form
of poetry. I just happen to type the words
of my poem as they just come to me.
I have been rightly accused of composing
weak conversational poetry. Consisting
of poor imagery.
The poetic call is clarion,
I failed to incorporate
comparisons.
I may not know the correct
format to write proper
poetry you can plainly see.
Just do not clip my poetic
wings of flight!
Why should I let it keep
me awake night after night!
Do I lose any sleep, by
counting endless white
fluffy sheep?
Of course not!
The problems I face
each and every day,
will someday not
even be remembered by me.
Until the eventful day does
arise, when I ascend into
heaven's lofty heights:
My poetry will continue!
I will have arrived!
Because the wonderful
world of poetry is alive!
Love as always!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
aka: Roxy54/ October Country
November 4, 2016
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