Problem Areas

 Poetics Aside asks us to write a problem poem.

You assume you know

Why I do what I do

But the problem is, honey

I assume with you too

And in the end the problem

Is plain you see

It makes an a**

Of u and me =assume

There’s so much to do

And so little time

Especially when the lure

Of word and rhyme

Draws me from the rigidness

Of toil and duty

To discover the same words

In a new form of beauty

And that can be a problem

As the clock strikes three

And work remains undone

Because poetry

Has erased common logic

And common sense

But I seek no excuses

To aid my defense

For I am in love

With limitless art

As the gathering of thought

Spills from the heart

© Janet Martin