No one liked my poem today

which made me think I should

write another poem, with that

accurate title, maybe telling a story

about visiting a new shrink last night

we discussed Bad Sentences and he asked

for Good Examples.  I told him about how

The Dog Barked, and then,

The Dog Barked Loudly.

We did not discuss

bad poems.

Esther Cohen

Let me tell you why I’m here, and why I hope you’ll join me.
I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I’m here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.

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