by Linbido
and don't argue with me! I liked this.
I am with you now. Pen dried, fingers still and heart barely a rumbled moan. Hugs
could better fit the title of your poem than the one you gave it, because it contradicts itself.. you are a poet whether you want to believe it or not!! go on with your bad self
Not a poet - my eye! If I could produce words like this on a "bad day" I'd be ecstatic! Good work.
O.K. Maybe not. I will concede you are not a poet, But you are a POETESS, and a damn fine one too! :p
cause you can write. oh boy, can you. :)