July 7, 2022

Every Now and Again

every now and again

I’ll know I’m a horrid poet

who’s aspiration, outstripping my ability

leaves me to lie silent in its dust

(and I know

I KNOW!

I’m neither Dickinson nor Frost)

yet scrabbling here at other’s words

I think the now and again might be untrue

or at least incompletely true

(for I know

I KNOW!

I’m not an Instapoet either)