Despite lots of encouragement, and some late-night, red-wine-fuelled writing attempts, I have come to the realisation that I really do suck at poetry. But you know what? I am not disheartened. I am not going to feel sorry for myself.
Because I have decided to start up a club. [Perhaps just for this week, because I don’t like my chances of sustaining anything that I’m crap at.] A special society for Bad Poets.
I would like to officially open this club with a little poem.
[That wasn’t part of the poem btw]
Ode to Dots
When I stop thinking
I am nothing
Just a dot
That loves pink
And in the morning
Well folks, that’s about as good as it gets. Feel free to add your own poem, or a link to your blog if you’re one of those smarty-pants-poetry-is-second-nature-to-me types and want to make the society members jealous.
Bad poets around the world unite!!
ps. Can I be president please? Now that we’ve got a female PM down under, I think it only fitting.