poems

i don't know how to write poems,

but it’s all that i do.

pouring prose on to pages,

everyday, stupidly

without reason or rhyme. 

i don’t know how to write poems,

is there a way that i’m supposed to?
auden, byron, wordsworth;

they knew.

so now what should i do?

i don’t know how to write poems,

but i certainly still love to.

maybe they don’t sound poetic,

no rhythm or meter

but those words are mine.