Robert Frost? Not So Much.

I read a poem by Robert Frost that really blew my mind.

He wrote so well, a better poet it’d be hard to find.

I was really  inspired, so I thought I’d try to write like him.

Hubris? Oh, yes, I know. My chance of success was slim.

But even so, I decided to do a poem like his, everything in rhyme,

All tricked out with rounded tones, and writ in measured time.

So down at my desk I sat, and took my pen in my hand.

And soon enough I began to write, rhyming to beat the band.

I wrote and wrote, and read and read, and groaned; it just was bad.

I tried and tried, and cried and cried. My failure made me sad.

After it all was thrown away, I knew Robert Frost I’ll never be.

I guess I'll just be content with myself, and write my stuff like me.

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This is my offering for One Shot Wednesday.