Val enjoys writing his own style of what resembles poetry, just hoping to catch someone's heart on the same page.
A poet is a nightingale who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.
-- Percy Bysshe Shelley
I am writing this silly rhyme
as I got nothing better to do
for it's better to kill the time
than wait for time to kill you.
I'll spare you of my playing smart
so don't expect it for Pete's sake
because even this yuppy old fart
from time to time needs a break.
I'm itchy for a simplicity, not to preach
so I scratch my forehead for inspiration
because my ass is much too far to reach
with not a chance of difference in creation.
Thank you for asking, we are having a rain
and that's the biggest current cosmic event
but not to worry, it hasn't affected my brain
it's only how I choose a few moments spent.
Well, I will pretend that I can't hear
how "the less I talk the better I sound"
so, to sound best ever, let me disappear
while I am finishing this silly rhyming round.
© 2022 Val Karas