PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

here lately I seem too tired or preoccupied to

write

perhaps for pushing myself so hard

my mind is getting back at me in vengeful spite

then these fantastic thoughts come at me like

a rabid mad hatter

and onto this dirty scrap of paper

words start to splatter

feelings like colors burst forth with

break neck speed

poetry is a most delectable prey on which I

ravenously feed

what a brief and bloody metaphor to  use

some cringe at the stark and horrific words

in which I choose

though its been a few days since I've last

written

with paper and pen my mind and right hand

are truly quite smitten

writting is an outlet for me

a great release

until I have something signifigantly completed

my mind is not at peace

the cogs in my head are starting to wind

passionlessly down now

after a page or so of writing I have finally

managed to become relaxed

and at promised peace somehow..............

(written Jan 29,19991)