Intestinal Fortitude...[ Library Books And Sleep And Food Save My Days Offline ] Poem by Bri Edwards

So, I've now taken the 'deep breathe' [sic] this site commands,
before I construct this poem, as my inner muse demands.
I've now checked the definition of the above noun 'muse'.
I mean 'poet'. This is NOT one of Bri's tricks, aka a 'ruse'.

A recent message received by a sister-poet, Debbie by name,
mentioned trying to figure out this site; I don't, her, at all blame,
for her choice of words, ....as tackling this site now 'take guts'
at times, but some DO persevere, no 'ifs, ands, or buts'! ?

I'd tackle Poem-Hunter more often if PC and my time allowed,
but, to be quite honest, I'm not the only one who's at times cowed.
In other words, P-H changes this past year have weakened our resolve,
and I'm not up to the challenge I've referred to up above.

For whatever reason, it seems other members have 'guts' galore,
or....perhaps their persistence looks to their popularity 'score'?

So be it.


(November 12th,2021)

p.s. It's still a free site, but not problem-free. : (

:)

bri edwards