Facsimile Poetry

 	      Sitting here at my desk
                 listening to my music

              Dreaming up half-baked metaphor
                 tone-deaf simile
                    facsimile poetry… 

              My mind wanders to the obvious
                 the countless hours spent thus
                    ~ the mirror I cuss
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Rodrigues Avatar
April 16, 2026 at 11:34 AM
We do often use countless hours in meditation of the right word, phrase, poem, etc…
Etgen-Baker Avatar
April 14, 2026 at 2:08 PM
seems as if your muse lives in your mirror -- ha
Goldsmith Avatar
April 14, 2026 at 10:05 AM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful write. Great picture you have painted with your words. Have a wonderful day writing away............
Wolf Avatar
April 14, 2026 at 8:10 PM
Eh, it's all fake...
Lawless Avatar
April 14, 2026 at 3:15 AM
the melancholy of the muse...mumbling
Wolf Avatar
April 14, 2026 at 8:15 PM
mumblety mumblety. ~ peg
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