My Early Muse By Mike Dailey
I started in to writing
In my home on Lovers Lane
Yes – the one the poet wrote about
You know – old what’s his name
The lane was still arch covered
With elm trees giving shade
But now it is a major street
For progress must be made
No lovers in their carriages
No – they’re not there any more
Just cars and truck and dogs and cats
And children by the score
But then again at my house
By the time I was a teen
I thought I was a lover
But I stayed behind the scene
I started writing love poems
And since I was really shy
If I ever shared them with my “loves”
I knew that I would die
So I started writing parodies
Or poems with a comic twist
The kind that won’t embarrass me
And some poems just like this
So my early inspiration
Was that street and that well known poet
I have that poem still on my wall
What’s his name – oh I know I know it
Oh wait, I think I’ve got it
My memory finally yield
The poem was “Lovers Lane St. Joe”
By the late, great Eugene Field
Mdailey 6/20/11
For: Miranda Lambert's contest - Inspired - Honorable Mention finish in contest
BTW - I do have a print of that poem that shows Lovers Lane back in the 1870s along with the complete poem. I no longer live in that house but it is still in the family as it has been for over 90 years.
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