you call me foolish
a little uncoolish
my head’s in the clouds
ignoring the crowds
my toes are a tapping
my own beat I’m clapping
I speak with a pen
don’t seek false amen
don’t need your instruction
in this little production
I’m calling my life
just foolin’ around with poetry for
Poetics Asides April PAD and with other toads in the garden at Real Toads
13 thoughts on “Foolish Me”
Me, too. Happy to be in such awesome company. 🙂 Happy April Poeming!
Thanks De – may the poems be with you
I love the toe-tapping, bright and breezy feel of this.
This little poem made me smile, then laugh with happiness, thank you.
glad I could make you laugh – thanks 🙂
I think we need to start a club! *smile* Enjoyed the write!
oh, I love this.
thanks a bunch
This is beautifully penned 🙂
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Nice! Pretty coolish, actually.