A long time ago I used to write poetry. Awful poetry. And then one day I wrote one of which I was truly proud and shared it with my mother. And she never let me live it down; she didn't *get it.* Over ten years ago, I stopped writing poetry.
I've started again.
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I think Hello Poetry ought to add a blurb box for those thoughts too short for a whole piece.
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"Shoulda known you'd bring me heartache; almost lovers always do." -- Almost Lover, A Fine Frenzy