Amra Pajalic

The words won’t come

Makes me feel so dumb

So I flick to the rhyming dictionary

And find that it rhymes with dysentery

I look for inspiration there

And find that I’m filled with fear

I thought I was doing well

But instead I mispell the word misspell

See I learnt something today

There are seven syllables in

Radioactive decay

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So it’s day 19 of the Month of Poetry and I’ve managed to post a poem every day so far. Some days, like today, it’s not easy. Only twelve more days to go.

Tagged: Month of poetry, poem