I've never been good at writing poems

And this kind of bothers me because I absolutely adore poetry.

Not all poetry, mind you, but some of it is amazing.

(For instance:)

Recently, I've been reading A. A. Milne's 'When We Were Very Young' and I must say, if you haven't read his writing, you really should.

You have to.

Well, not really.

You're not going to die or anything if you don't.

But you should. 

Anywho.

I must say that mostly my favorite poems are the somewhat nonsensical ones.

For instance, I've memorized Lewis Carroll's Jabberwocky poem.

My favorites of A. A. Milne's are 'Happiness', 'The Four Friends' and 'Halfway Down'. I think I like a lot of his because some of them don't quite flow perfectly. His poems somehow always inspire me that way.

So now,
I've wrote
two poems-
not one
but two.
They're not
amazing poems
but they
will have
to do.

Ooh. I came up with that on the spot.
Moving on:

Raining

Pitter, patter
all the clatter
on the window pane.

Ping, pong
all the song
going down the lane.

Pound, pound
all the sound
driving me insane!

Why can't
          I go
               outside?

I'm not quite purfickly happy with this one. But I s'pose I like it. If you have any ideas on how I could make it better, feel free to leave a comment.

Far Away

Down, down
at the edge of town
is a long,
            dirt
                road.

Down, down
at the end of the road
is a big,
          green
               toad.

Long is the road,
green is the toad,
down at the edge
                    of town.

This one I'm pretty happy with. It was fun to write, it it is kind of what I was going for. Once again, if you have any ideas for improvements, lemme know.

I got this stuff simply from reading Milne's poems and, well, trying to mimic them. I'm rather proud.
Rather.
I like that word.

Happiness

John had
Great Big
Waterproof
Boots on;
John had a
Great Big
Waterproof
Hat;
John had a
Great Big
Waterproof
Mackintosh --
And that
(Said John)
Is
That.

     ~ A. A. Milne