Addicted

 

 

Addicted.

 

Rime couee

 

I’m free to choose

 The words I use

 to write.

 

My poetry.

It has to be

 just right.

 

It makes me proud

 when read aloud

 it flows.

 

I am relieved

 to have achieved

 my goal

 

  All poets know

 the after glow.

Content

 

 A task well done

 another one

 complete.

 

A blank page lies

 before your eyes.

As if

 

 to challenge you.

What can you do

 but write.

 

Pick up your pen

and start again.

Obsessed.

 

You can’t refuse

 its of no use

 to try.

 

Lay down your quill.

 You lack the will

 to quit.

 

Sunday, 06 June 2010.

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Reviews

[truth]

I really like your poems. I know the obsession I cant stop writing either but isnt it great to get those thoughts out there so more can come tumbling in. cheers and thanks for sharing this.