John Lawless Poet Personification

Dusty Dreams

Dusty Dreams

I lay here on the desk pondering my worth
nearby stark white pages slowly yellow.
I am but an instrument to fulfill their need
yet stoic in my sentimentality.  Dust
counts the weaving of nights into days
measures the shadows of a silenced muse
as we sit idle in the hope of its awakening.


©6/18/2019

YOUR CHOICE (10) PERSONIFICATION Poetry Contest
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Andrea Dietrich June 19, 2019 at 10:12 PM I really like this, John. I see from Susan's comment that it won and I hope you scored high. Congratulations John Lawless June 20, 2019 at 7:07 AM Thanks Andrea

Susan Ashley June 18, 2019 at 9:19 PM Simply stunning, John. Your poem is poignant in its vivid expression of longing for a silenced muse to reawaken. Congratulations on your wonderful win, my Bean Town friend. Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan John Lawless June 20, 2019 at 7:07 AM Hey Susan, I often wonder what the pencil(aka keyboard) thinks about when the muse become a recalcitrant participant in the poetic games. Appreciate your stopping by to read and comment