A Poet's Best Friend Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr
A Poet's Best Friend
Rating: ★5.0
At my desk, I sit silently,
Waiting for it to begin.
Not a living soul is near me,
just my paper and pen.
Thoughts will come, images flicker,
I must write before they end.
Leaving nothing trusted to memory;
Obeying my muse-a poet's best friend.
© Loyd C Taylor, Sr., October 2020
Saturday, October 31, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: best friend,imagination,muse,poet,poetry
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
About the poem:
I think every write regardless of their style or ability to write depend on their muse. We must stop, jot down a thought or image before it leaves us never to return. When it comes, we love it, it is a poet's best friend in regard to writing.
I hope you enjoy my little poem.
Loyd, the simple poet.
I think every write regardless of their style or ability to write depend on their muse. We must stop, jot down a thought or image before it leaves us never to return. When it comes, we love it, it is a poet's best friend in regard to writing.
I hope you enjoy my little poem.
Loyd, the simple poet.
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5/1/2024 10:48:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A well scribed poem. Truly inspiring...5 stars*****