Like an avocado It is cold and hard if rushed But melts at a touch after too long Yet it's so worth it For if timed right it is Soft Comforting As it should be
This is a metaphor I thought was very interesting. Not super serious though
Some people think they can get away with just one line
Maybe they can But they usually can't Poetry is freedom At it's core But if you dig deeper It's a little more There are rules Just easily broken Many said But some unspoken It should flow That's all you need to know Before you go And start your journey We'll be here all the way Here to help you every day Just ask We poets are here Always looking for a volunteer To join us To look for more
A child's gun A source of great fun A comfort food A food to lighten the mood A great thing to draw A thing truly without flaw A great pattern for a bandana A thing most diverse, a banana
This poem is number fifty Could I say an anniversary? Not years But releases Through many tears I've released these It shows my youth How much older some of you are In terms of experience If a poem was a year Some of y'all would be Millenniums old