Brenda Meier-Hans Poet Rhyme

Night Writer

Rubbing my forehead, Hand in my hair,
All I see is paper, are there any words out there?
I search and I search, racking my brain,
It seems my idea has gone down the drain.

I woke up excited, ready to write,
Was I just dreaming? It is late at night.
Go get some coffee, splash water on my face.
You call yourself a writer? You're such a disgrace.

I wonder if others have felt just like this,
Shouldn't writing poetry feel like pure bliss?
Ok I admit, I am trying to be witty, 
But when I am tired I get rather giddy.

Now; Back to the task of writing a poem,
Pull up saggy eyelids, don't let your mind roam.
And if you can't do that or hold up your head,
Then just pack it in and go back to bed.

Na, I don't think I'll do that, I think I'll just write,
How hard to write a poem in the middle of night.

Brenda Meir-Hans
Written July 2013
6th

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Kelly Deschler September 7, 2014 at 1:45 AM Sometimes, writing poetry can be a pain rather than a joy. Especially, when the inspiration just isn't there.... This is a great write, Brenda. I think everyone can relate to this, I know I can! Congrats on your win!

Carolyn Devonshire September 3, 2014 at 5:25 PM Dear Brenda, Be assured that many of us have awakened at night to jot down thoughts before they escape. By the time we get the computer warmed up, the words sometimes just disappear. Congratulations on your win with this awesome poem! Love, Carolyn Brenda Meier-Hans September 3, 2014 at 7:46 PM Thanks so much Carolyn.

Andrea Dietrich September 1, 2014 at 4:28 PM It's funny how the way we say the word Writer, sounds exactly the way we say Rider. So you could also be a night rider (if the poem were being heard and not read!) I write a lot at night and sometimes put myself to sleep doing it because it does not often flow for me. I work hard to get it. That is ok. I bet you are that way too!! Brenda Meier-Hans September 1, 2014 at 6:20 PM Truthfully most poems once I start flow freely but only if I have an idea for them otherwise forget it. I find since I am here reading so much poetry my head is just thinking in that direction all the time. I would never of thought that it comes hard to you. Your poetry is so beautiful. I just put More than dreams in my favs list. I love it.

Faye Gibson September 1, 2014 at 2:07 PM Yes, this happens to all of us...I think. Many times, though, I am bug-eyed wanting to write when I need to be sleeping. Soup Mail for you. Brenda Meier-Hans September 1, 2014 at 2:36 PM Thank you so much Faye. Very kind of you.

Tim Smith September 1, 2014 at 1:51 PM Fabulous Brenda.....if I can only remember that line I just had in my head......hugs Tim Brenda Meier-Hans September 1, 2014 at 2:37 PM Banana, good one. Thanks Tim.

Barbara Gorelick September 1, 2014 at 12:26 PM This made me smile...you described me to a tee..I have insomnia and write a lot at night..when I read it in the morning however..alot of it stinks...I enjoyed this..small typo in the title..writer??? Maybe that was a middle of the night idea..lol. BG Brenda Meier-Hans September 1, 2014 at 2:42 PM Thanks for letting me know. Anytime please. Brenda Meier-Hans September 1, 2014 at 2:40 PM Thank you Barbara. My latest poem written late last night, got me out of bed to write it. After that I slept like a baby. LOL

Regina Mcintosh September 1, 2014 at 12:07 PM I write at night quite often actually. Happy writing and God bless you. Brenda Meier-Hans September 1, 2014 at 2:35 PM Thank you Regina.

Anne-Lise Andresen September 1, 2014 at 12:03 PM - Words that are floating at night ..... of being an enjoyment .... or distress .... - A lovely poem with beautiful rhyme, Brenda ! - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Brenda Meier-Hans September 1, 2014 at 2:35 PM Thank you Anne Lose. I believe we can all relate to this.