Supposéd Poet Poem by Dave Birss

Supposéd Poet

Rating: 5.0


I’m supposed to be a poet
But the words come so slow it
Just puts me to shame.
Should I give up this game
And just stay in my bed?
Or try crochet instead?
Someone wake up my muse –
She keeps missing her cues
And my pen’s full of ink
And I’m left on the brink
In a torturous fight
With a page that’s too white.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Declan McHenry 23 July 2006

We've all been there. But you take it and inject a twist of humour. Finely done Mr Birss.

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Con Nie 22 July 2006

I've felt that way at times. Good poem. I read you other latest poem 'If I were you' and I thought the last line in that was a big surprise. Take care. Sincerely, Connie Webb

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Anna Russell 06 April 2006

I've just had the pleasure of reading some of your work, and I think your muse is on fine form. Hugs Anna xxx

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Elya Thorn 30 January 2006

this seems gurtful to me: I know how it is to feel full of feelings inside, and wanting to write but to not be able to do it in that moment, the words just don't come... a great subject to write upon and you've done a great job! ~~Elya Thorn~~

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Dave Birss

Dave Birss

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