My Unpublished Book
I've been working on a book
but getting slack as of late,
I'd like to get it published
I've already got too much on my plate.
I don't have the internet anymore
I'd have to go to Tim's every day,
being rich is what I'm not
but I'll get it penned come what may.
Soon the day will come
when I'll see my book in the stores,
hold a delightful grin on my face
my heart will want to write more.
Somebody once told me
that poetry doesn't sell,
I should have listened to them
but how was I supposed to tell?
I have two poetry books published
they didn't go my way,
I still write for pleasure though
trying to keep my anger at bay.
I've wanted to give up many times
it has made me want to scream,
getting at least one novel published
being a novelist has been my dream.
Maybe one day it'll happen
days I'm filled with doubt,
wanting at least one novel published
makes me want to scream and shout.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Feb.13/2016
Copyright © Cynthia Jones | Year Posted 2016
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