The Kindling Humor Magazine

By Abby Mascal

By joining the kindling, I discovered something awful

An issue afflicting my life

I can only write in verse or rhymes

Despite my mighty strife

I don’t know how or why 

But prose doesn’t work for me

I can only follow a pattern 

The pattern: A, B, C, B

I’ve tried with all my might

To write in paragraphs with a claim

Yet whenever I write in sentences

I can’t help but feel lame

My poems are so whimsical

No grammar or technique

They’re meant to entertain and enjoy

To be fun and not bleak

So I hope you enjoy this poem

Maybe turn it into a song

Especially since it’s short and sweet

And not too long