Muse -- RepriseI like writing poems.I like the poems I've written. I am proud of my works And proud of myself. I feel better for having written them. But sometimes, The feeling of relief When at last the Muse lets go Is so profound That I wish I'd never started The most recent fit of writing. Sometimes, I'm very tired But the fit comes on anyway. I get to feeling Like a wrung out wash cloth. Let go! Leave me alone! A little peace and quiet If you please, Muse? But you cannot And I cannot. Oh well, Here we go again. Peace will have to wait. |
| 12 September 2000 | |
| by Bill Cattey | |
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