Amusething - pipTalk Forums

How to Join	Member's Area	Private Library	Search	Sanctuary		Login
Main Forums	Discussion	Tech Talk	Mature Content	Archives	A home without a wall, Our haven without ends, A circle we all call Our Family of Friends!

Open Poetry #40

Amusething

ivordavies
Senior Member

since 2007-01-10

Posts 739
Chester, England

0 posted 2007-05-13 03:34 AM

Amusething

I have to write a poem,
I’ve been away too long,
my muse must have forgotten how to play.
So I sit here thinking,
about what I should write,
until this night time turns into the day.

Shall I make it silly
or shall I make it nice,
a horror story straight from deepest hell?
Should I tell of angels
just waiting with their harps,
whilst the reaper is at large to ring death’s bell?

Oh please, my muse come join me,
I’m feeling so alone,
what can a wordless poet do for fun.
I’d better get a cushion
to soften up this chair
for sitting writing nothing hurts my bum.

But now the sun is rising
to wash away the night
and dawn prepares to blossom into day.
I know it’s time to ponder
if my sanity’s quite right
as I snap my pen and throw my pad away.

Ivor G Davies

The moment created this second, is a moment that's going to last.
It lives the full spectrum of time, the future, the present and past.

Drauntz
Member Elite

since 2007-03-16

Posts 2905
Los Angeles California

1 posted 2007-05-13 06:06 PM

good. A poem just came out like this... In thinking of lost thought.

enjoyed.

	⇧ top of page ⇧
All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format.