I’ve always wondered how a poem starts, and then finishes in such a way that it gets considered to be a good poem.

I’m not sure I even like poetry, it seems full of itself, contrite and arrogant all at once.

Occasionally, I listen to poetry, however, it is listening to a good speaker, roll through the prose can be gratifying.

But if it’s longer than 5 minutes , I’m out like a light.

If it’s about a path in the woods where you take the less travelled, I like that, because I’m always in the woods.

Sometimes it’s about the ocean or the waves or sunshine and definitely warmth of the sun.

Wait, are all poems about me ?

maybe I should like poetry.