The poet in my bed

The poet in my bed

once he had been fed

said

Poems do not have to rhyme

Although I do it all the time

And with that said

I threw him out of bed.

 

© Andrea Neidle, My Life in Poems

 

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One Comment on “The poet in my bed”

  1. Irene Dougherty says:

    Dear Andrea,
    Thank you for the last two poems. Really liked the last one!
    Take care.
    X Irene


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