PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

my house is just about brimming full with

various blue pens it seems

they write down for me

my thoughts

my lists

my faults and fears

my future doubts and daringest dreams

a fanciful notion just now in my head

quite suddenly spins

from this less than magical potion

a graver new notion bravely begins

why a thousand or more amazing words

could not do my present thoughts even a

modicum of justice nor good

as I felled even my fledgling sleep

for my literary wake

and made  practical use of my most mournful

misery in even a merry mood

too fantastic was such profit and irony to

be believed

though oh how for such fatted fact

I so magnificently grieved

why, I'm no better than a shunned royal

concubine

Shakespeare would have parodied me

enlivened by such an idea for a fetching coup

from such prolonged mental absence

I take my highly esteemed cue

'tis good 'This Night'....................

(June 25, 1998)