Not Stuck on Stanza

Are you like me
Can't quite get poetry?
Or a poet, one of those
Not liking most prose?

Now don't take me wrong
I enjoy a lyric, I love a good song.
But odes and meter
Leave me atwitter almost never.

Are you beginning to rise in your seats
To defend Emerson, Longfellow, maybe Keats?
Past loves, Gods, Goddesses and faraway tribes
Inhabiting the lines of each of these scribes.

Well, save your time. Remain where you are
Several others will beat you by far.
You know, none of the themes are in popular media
No, poetry's fans run to the encyclopedia.

The answer must be that, clearly, I'm lazy
At my age that's why it's all still quite hazy.
So I'll plod on tomorrow, still dazzled by prose.
As for the poets, I'll not be their fair rose.

My fate accepted, I'll reject all their bidding
As for you, my good reader, c'mon
You know I'm just kidding!

Story ID:	629
Written by:	jim rambo (bio, contact, other stories)
Story type:	Poem
Location:	Ajijic Jalisco Mexico
Year:	2006