A poem is a glorious thing,
Carrying with it the fun of a summer fling.

A poem is a glorious thing,
It sparkles as much as masses of bling.

A poem is a glorious thing,
As great as someone who can sing.

A poem is a glorious thing,
As luxurious as hearing a ding.

A poem is a glorious thing,
As beautiful as a ring.

A poem is a glorious thing.

A poem doesn't have to rhyme.
A poem doesn't have to conform to what people think it should be.

A poem conforms to what it thinks it should be,
Which is what the writer thinks it should be.

A poem conforms to what it thinks is right,
What the writer thinks is right for it.

A poem does as it thinks it's told,
Which is the writer telling it what to do.

A poem isn't a thing on its own.
The writer is the poem that no one sees.

A poem doesn't have to be consistent.

Couplets, limericks, haikus.
They don't have to be the same -
It can change.

It can change
But only if the writer lets it change.

But it won't.

The poem has to conform.
It has to impress people.
It has to have rhythm.
It has to be perfect.
Perfect to impress.

It has to conform.
It has to be normal.

Normal

Normal

Normal

Those are the only words in a writer's mind.

Normal enough to impress.
Normal enough to fit the standards.

Don't stray too far from the norm.
Don't go too far.
Be normal.

Normal

Normal

Normal

A poem is a glorious thing
When you don't look beneath the surface.