Jun 2016
The driveway's looking more like a rattlesnake
with fangs hanging halfway over home plate.
There's barricade tape draped around the landscape.
'Garden Gnomes like, "It's for your own safety."
Diamond dazed by the street light's preacher gaze
when a great escape turns into "The Great Escape."
More in common with a bucket of maggots
than scabs in a satchel scared of the fabric.
So I went from hobbyist to a full fledged addict
with the mindset of "let's see what happens.''
Sat back and sprouted some wings like a snapdragon
then proceeded to prep the bandwagon with laughter.
with fangs hanging halfway over home plate.
There's barricade tape draped around the landscape.
'Garden Gnomes like, "It's for your own safety."
Diamond dazed by the street light's preacher gaze
when a great escape turns into "The Great Escape."
More in common with a bucket of maggots
than scabs in a satchel scared of the fabric.
So I went from hobbyist to a full fledged addict
with the mindset of "let's see what happens.''
Sat back and sprouted some wings like a snapdragon
then proceeded to prep the bandwagon with laughter.
This is about me facing the instant dismissal of poetry as a respected art form in today's day and age and the snobbery my hectic style of writing bears. Not only am I expressing the struggle of being a poet, but also how you must overcome the pressure of self-doubt.
