
Just a poem I wrote a while ago when musing about being a poet. I liked this one...seems to define the obstacles for me pretty clearly...plz read and review (as always) :]
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Words: 129 - Reviews: 5 - Published: 08-01-06 - id: 2222510
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A Poetic Muse
1st July 2006
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I am lost and confused,
A poetic excuse,
Do not understand,
Why what I have planned,
Just disappears,
Provokes silver tears,
And another four lines
Of unworthy times.
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I sit by the window,
And already know,
My journey is hard,
Some paths are barred,
But then again,
The falling of rain,
Opens a door,
I write once more.
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I bask in the love,
Know it is enough,
But still need to find
A poetic mind,
Which will also know
Metaphoric sorrow,
Lost in a maze,
Uplifted by praise.
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Tossed by speech,
Goals out of my reach,
I still struggle on,
Everything I have done
Returns with a rush,
A dodge and a brush,
I am lost and confused
In my own Poetic Muse.
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