Word by word,
I go it alone.
A colleague noticed
And offered a read.
Reluctant, I accepted.
He stumbled on this line.
He called over a friend
For a second opinion.
Unsure, the two suggested
A committee's consensus.
They surveyed this poem
And liked the alliteration,
But desired rhyme.
I crumbled up this poem
And tossed it to the floor—
I could take no more.
2 comments:
I took yesterday off. No real reason just needed to catch my breath. With the meeting I had to endure today, I'm glad I did.
This is so your style. I like how you talk about these conventions as if they are a bore and them use them. I also like the idea of people expecting poetry to do certain things. A solid Brent Vogelman piece.
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