So, he described himself as just a bore.
His tender smile kept me occupied.
He sang off-key, I smiled all the more –
he may not last, but I’m still on his side.
I’d love to hear him singing just for me –
he’d grow quite bored himself, I’m sad to say.
I’d let him choose whatever melody
he felt it in his heart to send my way.
How could he bore them? I will never know!
I truly hope he is the one who’ll rise.
I’ve seen these stars how fast they come and go –
but none were quite an angel in my eyes.
He may have bored the masses with that song –
Hang in there, love, you picked a boring song.
–Byron D. Howell
Bryon D. Howell is a poet currently residing in New Haven, Connecticut. He has been writing poetry for a great number of years. Recently, work of his has appeared in Unlikely Stories, poeticdiversity, and Censored Poets.
Joe
The Closet Professor 
May 31st, 2011 at 7:19 pm
I really enjoyed reading through this poem and at the end suddenly realizing that it was a sonnet. Sorry, that's the poetry grad student in me creeping out. I also just loved the image I got from the poem. Thank you for sharing it.-Ace
May 31st, 2011 at 7:55 pm
That was an interesting poem! Nice twist at the end.Peace <3Jay
June 4th, 2011 at 8:20 pm
Ace, sonnets are my favorite type of poetry. I did the same as you. I read it, and then though, "Hmm, it's a sonnet." Sonnets are such a great form of poetry to teach.Yes, it was, Jay. I loved the twist at the end.
July 24th, 2011 at 9:14 pm
I am Bryon D. Howell. Thanks for taking the time to read my poem. To be honest, I didn´t think anybody read my stuff! Sincerely yours, Bryon.
July 24th, 2011 at 11:04 pm
You are most welcome, Byron. I love finding beautiful and unique poetry. I often do searches to find beautiful poems. I am a big lover of poetry. Thank you for writing such wonderful poems. Now you know there are people who read them.