Baldo by Hector D. Cantú and Carlos Castellanos for February 24, 2023

vosotras sois fantásticas, chicas

Roses are red – Violets are blue – You think this will rhyme – But it won’t

—No more rhymes, and I mean it! —Anybody want a peanut?

We desperately need something like the Beat Generation again and now.

Go for it!

This is just silly

Not all poems need to rhyme

Just like this haiku

Better have a “day job” to live on. I’ve had a couple hundred poems published and I can tell you… there ain’t no money in it.

She’s a poet. You can tell by her Feet: They are Longfellows.

If I said something that rhymed when I was little my dad would say similar “You’re a poet and you don’t know it”. (Friday was the 33 anniversary of his death.)