Fm Rt Poet Rhyme

I Thought I Was a Poet

I thought I was a poet who held a pen mighty,
Who could at will and with ease, rewrite history,
	Who easily could weave the most colourful fairy tales,
	And blew strong winds through imagination's sails.
	
I thought I was a poet who wrote in gold,
And allowed the cloth of the future to unfold,
	And who made the lakes and the seas and the rivers,
	Glimmer ever brilliantly in twinkling forms of silvers.
	
I thought I was a poet, but disenchanted by perfection,
I cast aside and rejected my ideas to turned to imitation,
	And as I am now, without insight, I have lost my true muse,
	As I am now, disillusioned and unmoved, my pen has no use.,

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Janice Canerdy September 22, 2017 at 2:20 PM Franchesca, your muse is alive and well! Congrats on your win. Janice Fm Rt September 23, 2017 at 3:33 AM Thank you very much!

Constance La France September 22, 2017 at 10:17 AM Franchesca, CONGRATULATIONS on your placement with this wonderful poem ! Fm Rt September 23, 2017 at 3:33 AM Thank you!

John Hamilton September 22, 2017 at 10:06 AM Wonderful winning write Franchesca, looks like you've found your mighty pen, with great results! I enjoyed this heartily we all go through these dry spells, I also wrote A poet I am not maybe you would like it!

Funom Makama August 24, 2016 at 10:47 AM This is nice and absolutely beautiful. I love every it of this piece of yours and I am happy reading from the creativity of your wonderful mind after a long period of time.

Jan Allison August 22, 2016 at 6:33 AM I think this happens to us all Franchesca- your muse may simply be having a short holiday and will come back very soon:-) hugs Jan xx

John Fleming August 22, 2016 at 6:08 AM Reminds me of Ezra Pounds Cantos. Make sure you have put that pen down where you can easily find it again...I have a strong feeling you may well be in need of it very soon. My best regards, Franchesca. :) john A seven.