Light Verse

Cliché? Touché!

I never had it easy,
I never had it made,
for when life gave me lemons,
I made the lemonade.

I am fit as a fiddle,
a diamond in the rough,
yet not afraid of quitting
when I have had enough.

For I’m a cliché nerd.
I cliché all day long.
Though mostly I’m word-perfect,
I sometimes get it wrong.

I rabbit on like rabbits,
for no cat got my tongue,
and yet I can fall silent,
be calm before a storm.

I end when I have finished
and start when I begin,
and you may interrupt me.
But you will never win

the battle of the cliché,
the very thought’s absurd,
for you’re a true original
while I’m a cliché nerd.

Once I said something serious.
It came straight from the heart.
I said it without thinking.
I said it without art.

But that was when you stopped me,
completing what I said.
You made it sound ridiculous.
You turned it on its head.

         April 2019