False Poet

(I think the catergory for this piece is fairly self explanatory! 😉

I am not a poet
I don’t look at a sunset and think of
Spectacularly artistic ways of calling it a sunset

I am not a poet
The only beautiful words I know are those of others
Or my thesaurus

I am not a poet
It takes me ages to think of rhymes
And they usually end up clichéd and tacky

I am not a poet
I can’t figure out where to break up
My lines
Because I never understood why they did that
In the first place

I am not a poet
I don’t count syllables
Or even try to make each line the same length

I am not a poet
And yet I have just written what some might call
A poem.

By Audryn

I search for truth and understanding...