Force, Flow, Fail

A poem about trying to force it

Image taken from Journal 8#

I made the stupid mistake of thinking

that I was somehow leading

This merry little incident,

called a poem.

What an amateur I am;

Flow can’t be…

forced or conjured or prompted.

A better poet would know that.

Poems are not products …of capitalism.

We can’t have one, just because we want one.

Poems are not plumbs to be picked.

Or pretty little packages to be displayed.

A better poet would know that too.

They would know

not to want or wait or whine

about the poem they could not write.

A real poet

knows a poem can’t be owned,

Therefore, I would like to apologies

for trying so desperately to

get your attention this morning.

It was foolish.

I am sorry.

I know now you are not mine.

Ⓒ Lennie Varvarides, Dec 2020