Two Poems about Poetry

Pretty Rhyming Poem #1– Counterweight

Roses are red
Red as the hand
That lies in my bed and
Fills me with joy. /Trite

Violets are blue
Blue as the view
From hearts that are true
Without being coy.

Sugar is sweet
And warming to eat
Tangible treat
An edible toy.

And so are you
My love who, I knew,
Would never presume
An unfaithful ploy.

Short Poem Without Regard to Rhyming

Absent rhyme
Devoid of content
Hardly worth the name
My poem is propounded
For what it’s worth
and what you make of it:
Fragment of a lost idea, yet
Somehow appealing to all who see it.
It could be made longer
But to what end?