I shake my head at you
Your eagerness is charming
Your willingness overpowering
You're much to eager
to jump in this world
Like a child cannon balling
into the Pool
creating ripples
whereever he goes
Your much to willinging
to participate
but you must walk
before you can run
so you don't trip and fall
Don't stumble on these words
that float easily to your head
Take a breath
Stand back for a few
and reevaluate
simplicity is a good thing
to much can ruin
don't think me scolding
don't think me cruel
I'm just tryng to help you
one writer
too another.
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 9:20 AM UTC
I shake my head at you
Your eagerness is charming
Your willingness overpowering
You're much to eager
to jump in this world
Like a child cannon balling
into the Pool
creating ripples
whereever he goes
Your much to willinging
to participate
but you must walk
before you can run
so you don't trip and fall
Don't stumble on these words
that float easily to your head
Take a breath
Stand back for a few
and reevaluate
simplicity is a good thing
to much can ruin
don't think me scolding
don't think me cruel
I'm just tryng to help you
one writer
too another.
I wrote this to a fellow poet who had just started writing
and thought he knew EVERYTHING about writing
he was leaving cruel and unhelpful comments on other writters works.
(not on this website dont worry)
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