Robert Johnson Poet I do not know?

It's Late

Tomorrow came, yesterday's here.
I hate it when things feel this *****.
This peace of day can surely haunt.
Trying to write what others want.

Go to bed you stupid fool.
Oh my God, I'm starting to drool.
Trying to write for a contest.
Ieh! I failed.

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Mark Peterson March 18, 2014 at 12:06 PM I just wait for it to come. It's hard work either way--on command or at my pleasure. And then it's written, and I have surrendered, but I'm uncertain if there's any victor. Poetry like yours pleasantly teases and provokes.

Tiaua M Ioane March 12, 2014 at 1:03 AM I am a bit confused here!!, so you did portray the feeling very well in just one quatrain. Thanks Robert Johnson March 12, 2014 at 10:06 AM Take two aspirin and read something more coherent. :)

Andrea Dietrich March 11, 2014 at 9:07 PM to answer your question. I have four biological grandkids. I am not a stepmom though. Crystal is my daughter in law. She has one son with my son Jeremy. That baby is almost two years old now. her other two kids are much older. My daughter angela has three kids.

Andrea Dietrich March 11, 2014 at 9:06 PM hahaha, I sure know THIS feeling. hey, tell me which limericks of yours I can read. I am afraid to click on the one for my contest (if one is for my contest) because I like to judge blind!!