Poet, Redefined

Some poems I jotted down today at lunch. Enjoy.


"my gift"

creators
would be nothing
without admiration.
I am that
admirer, never
creating, always
appreciating.

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"untitled"

I don't have much--
--but I have my eyes.
And if that's enough,
If eyes that see beauty
   and call it as such
are even a touch of
   what the world needs,

then I give you
                      me.

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"Wrong"

I chose the wrong restaurant today.
And when the time came I had no urge to pay
for such false advertising and terrible food.
It really soured my mood.

I chose the wrong parking spot last night.
And when the time came my car put up a fight
and got stuck, just like my lover and I.
Boy, did that make me cry.

I choose the wrong thing all the time.
And when it's all over I'm left with a rhyme
that's witty and honest and never too long.

Sometimes it's fine to be wrong.