Dear Soul,
I’m putting you on a
strict diet
of pickles and paradoxes.
Drink plenty of water to avoid:
dehydration
delusion
dementia
and the likes.
Keep away from small children.
Set your alarm clock when you wake up
every morning.
You will be a poet in no time.
Sincerely,
Peter Piper
P.S. It is best to be bare-foot
at all times.
Excelent!
There comes a time in each life like a point of fulcrum.
At that time you must accept yourself.
It is not any more what you will become.
It is what you are and always will be.
Here is when you learn
How a poet got into yourself
And will never leave you
No way
Wrong comment, sorry, now I put the good one. Take it out if you can
Sadness. I liked the comment. xD Who/what was the comment supposed to be directed towards? I’d like to read it!
Great poem, really good content.
I was thinking that we can have personal trainers for phylosophical life knowledge,for small chat skill, for combining colors properly, for refined pronunciation, and for making conversation out of nowhere amonng other several subjects and kinds of things that people can be trained in.
I like this comment too!
Thanks. And I think there ARE “personal trainers” for a lot of the things you mentioned, although they might go by other names such as “mentor.” I definitely need more mentors in my life. To begin with, I think I am going to seek out an accomplished writer/artist to mentor me.
This is very charming and wry at the same time. Very nice.
I LOVE this one!