Poem -
CLUMSY LOVE
I write your name
With clumsy fingers
In clumsy pace
I walk into your life
To show you my clumsy heart
Loving the way I know
Well, the clumsy way
Don’t try to mould me
Take me for who I am
And you’ll find with gladness
How much joy
A clumsy heart can give
When to my clumsiness
You don’t get concerned.
Bernadete vdw, ‘24
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I have to say this Bernadette. Ordinarily I would advise against repetition in a poem. I mean I don't know what is becoming of me but I love it in your poem. I guess mainly because clumsy is such an endearing word. How can you get annoyed at someone who is clumsy and admits it.
Anyway the best love is that which is clumsy. It shows the person giving it for exactly who they are. "Don't try to mould me, take me for who I am." Perfect lines in what is a brilliant poem. Love it.