Portia Lane

Rookie - 43 Points (California)

A Poet's Plight (2) - Poem by Portia Lane

Glaring at a blank page
A perfect virgin white

Pen in hand, yet topic unclear
Of what will this poet write?

Of young love or new love?
No! Something much less trite!

Of how the planets dance in space
Morning, noon and night?

But how could I describe it?
Something that's out of sight

With imaginative creativity?
With adjectives warm and bright?

But none come to mind
At least none that sound right

So now I lay this poem to rest
I admit I have lost this fight…

I needn't describe what I feel
For a poet knows a poet's plight

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Comments about A Poet's Plight (2) by Portia Lane

  • Bronze Star - 2,778 Points Jasbir Chatterjee (8/20/2014 12:22:00 AM)

    Nice poem...I completely identify with your plight...This kind of inertia is understandable... (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 33 Points Mark Dillon (8/20/2012 2:51:00 AM)

    yea, that says it alright, sometimes they just don't come down and settle on the page, but just fly away. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 20, 2012


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