Everything sublime is as difficult as it is rare. Baruch Spinoza

Saturday, July 27, 2024

There Was a Man From Nantucket.....


My Days of Poetry 

I'm not a poet and I know it!

16 comments:

Anonymous said...

This is a very mysterious post. I have used this form of the statement:

I am a poet and did not know it.

Take Care,
Kaye

Sandra said...

Kaye, sometimes rhymes just happened!

nick said...

I write in verse. It could be worse.

Sandra said...

Excellent, nick!

peppylady (Dora) said...

I tired writing poems. I wouldn't say I', a poet.

DB Stewart said...

One of my favourite poetry jokes:
What's a simile?
It's like a metaphor.

Lori Skoog said...

Yep!

Sandra said...

Me, either, Dora.

Sandra said...

Lori, 😄

Sandra said...

DB, HA!

Barwitzki said...

Yes... it's so good...
your morning meditation.
You are in harmony.
Thank you.
and a hug for you.

Sandra said...

There aren't any more doggy feet clicky-clacky on the floor, now just cats. They don't leave me poetic!

CheerfulMonk said...

I was born without the poetry gene too. ❤️

Sandra said...

Welcome to my club!

Rita said...

Never thought I was until free verse--lol! ;)
Won $2,000 and first prize once (OMG!) but still don't consider myself a real poet.

Sandra said...

Rita, wow! I'd say, yes you are.