For The Umpteenth Time
For the umpteenth time
I declare end to my lyric and rhyme
To add to my writing abundance-y
Will bring nothing but writing redundancy
I'm like the boy who called wolf too many times
So who's to believe I'm finished with rhymes
I suspect many of my poetry reading friends
Will refuse to accept my rhyming dead end
If that's the case, what can I do
But find a new poem in a year or two
I won't hold your breath while waiting for one
As I really believe my poem-ing is done
by Stan Cooper...4/9/09 graphic by Don Hunt
Poetry by Stan Cooper
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Written on 2009-04-14 at 14:48
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