I follow the blog of a very talented poet who goes by the name of “Brutus.” While Brutus is quite adept at humorously downplaying his own work (as noted in his “comments” section), many people (including me) find his poetic abilities quite impressive.
The main thing I’ve noticed when reading Brutus’s compositions is his proclivity for rhyming. In my opinion, this is a special talent. Speaking personally, I have found it’s very difficult to express your thoughts within a metered format. Nonetheless, he seems to have conquered this ability … and does it quite well.
While I appreciate most all of his work, I was particularly impressed with the following. Apparently it was something he posted earlier this year and I just came across it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
He’s entitled it “Wrinkles — I Have More Than My Share.”
Don’t trace the lines around my eyes
To see what they have seen
Don’t touch the wrinkles on my feet
To be where they have been
Don’t feel the scars upon my flesh
To understand my pain
Look into my heart and know
I’d do it all again