Explanation?I am going to write a bunch more poems now. To put here on Devi antArt. They will mostly be pointl ess, but that is okay with me cuz it feels good to be writing poems at all. Heck, even a silly rambling block of text like this one could be considered poetry, at least accord ing to my wacky poetry professors And I enjoyed aligning the ends of these lines to line up & sometimes interrupt words. Okay, I guess I'm done with this for now. Peace out.Explanation?
CommemorationCommemoration, intrinsic and true, An act of purpose I seek to do, For memories made and such time wasted On endeavors, of dreams, so fleetingly tasted.Commemoration
A work of whimsy, thrown to the winds, thrown to the wolves, as the world spins. Coming soon to a close, but not just yet, As a finishing feeling I still seek to get.
Poems of meaning are scarce here abouts, As flitting fancy and imaginative shouts Rule the day and the writing too, So my whimsical poems, I share with you.
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When the going gets tough, kick it in the balls!
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