![]() |
When the right words won't come.. |
| Writing a poem When you’re writing a poem it stays in your head And thoughts come to mind of things that you’ve said. You think of a line time after time, Trying to come up with an ending to rhyme. It goes on and on, you just can’t prevent it, Then the word comes – your brain has sent it. Poetry writing is such a pleasurable occupation, But it’s fraught with hardship and frustration. Yes, a bard’s life can be wearisome, Especially when the right words won’t come, But when your work is done you just can’t hide, Your satisfaction and your pride. |