Poetry Month–Poem 1

Poetry month is here once more
just like it was the year before
Limericks, sonnets, and other forms 
follow rules and the usual norms

Some poems seem to meander around
with a purpose that is seldom found
Ego poetry is not a gift
Like an unwanted guitar riff

Some like structure, some like rhyme
some think it is quite sublime
Other think of Dr. Suess
While other wonder what's the use.

I'll try to write a poem a day
Even with nothing worth while to say.