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Of Writing Poetry And A Poem About Egypt

Some people say 
The same old Cliché,
"I'm a poet 
And I didn't even know it 

Be careful when you're writing a Stanza
You don't want it to become an Extravaganza 
Even though your words may come in like a Bonanza
The people may say, "I can't Standz Ya!"

And be careful choosing your words 
Even though they're words you know and have heard 
They may not want to Rhyme 
If you're writing a new Rhyme every time 

Now Rhymes 
Sometimes 
Get stuck in your Mind
And they're difficult to find 

Now be careful what you use
To be your Muse
A Cat can be a good Familiar
And a Dog may also be one similar 

Of writing poetry you're not the Master
Your poems won't turn people's faces to Alabaster 
The Critics say that your poems are not Lackluster 
As your poems you write faster and faster 

Now, your poems subject 
Is not to be considered abject 
You must find a person, place or object 
For your poetry to inject 

There are some of those
When beginning to write Prose
Suffer a writer's shock
When they run into a Writer's Block

The best thing to do is to take a break 
And take yourself away 
Smoke a Cigar or Cig while you're here 
Drink some Booze, drink a Beer...

But not too much or out you'll lose
In your choice to choose 
And when you come back here
Your Writer's Block may have disappeared 

When fighting Writer's Block 
It's a War to be fought 
When you're in Battle 
Don't let it make your Brains rattle

Soon you'll be back in the Saddle
Just take some mental Adol
And you're back up on your Horse
Writing your poems, of course

Once you beat the Block 
Go and take a walk
Find someone who with to talk 
To remove in your head the scream and squawk

Then off you go
Like Indiana Jones 
The great Archeologist 
I think that you get my gist

Like Indy on a quest 
You must find the path that's best 
Digging in the West 
For the right words, you never rest 

You call out for your Muse
A Cat of many coloured hues
And she finds you your subject 
A Pyramidal object

All the while 
You're floating down the Nile
In the flowers amid
Kufu's Pyramid 

What was it that the Ancient Egyptiand said,
"You must honour the Pharaoh when he's dead"
This, without a doubt 
You must write about

It's a special feeling 
That will send you back into Time reeling
Back in the day 
When Pharaoh held all of the sway

You can write your prose 
Remembering all of those 
Who came before 
And built the World for sure 

You're back in Ancient Egypt's past
And you can write your poem at last 
Now, which Pharaoh will you choose 
Before your inspiration you lose 

Allow me to give voice,
"Pharaoh Ramses the Great is a very good choice"
He was a builder of Temples Tall and Strong 
With him you can't go wrong

Now will you start with Ramses II
And write of his life that I recommend?
Or you could start 
With the Pharaoh's Heart

And write of Ancient Egyptian Love
Sent down from the gods above 
In all of the Ancient Egyptian World
How Ramses found his many girls

Or you can write down while you're here 
How the Ancient Egyptians made their Beer
Now that you're the Ancient Egyptian Past Seer
I know that it feels kind of weird 

Now, your writing tools you must unpack 
From your old dusty Mind's Attic
It's time in your writing to attack
And never ever look back 

Or you can write of Old Ramses of old
And all of his Treasures and Gold
That Bandits stole and in the market they sold
Now robbing the god's King is so very cold!

Write about the Egyptian scene
Write it like it you mean 
Write of the Ancient Egyptian Sun
An homage to the god Amun

Yes, the god Ra
There's also Isis, Seth, Thoth, Path
And Osiris
Make up your list 

Now Isis is Bliss
Thoth is knowledge 
You won't get in college 
And Seth is death to be dismissed 

Seth cut up Osiris
Into many pieces 
And scattered them all over the World
To see what Isis' love is worth 

Isis found each and every piece 
To give her some inner peace 
She wrapped Osiris up as a Mummy
Cause she was no Dummy 

Now, if you decide to write about all of that
Just don't pull stuff out of your hat
Rely on your Muse your Cat
To provide you with the correct facts

Now Seth's 
A Bad Boy at best
The worst in the West 
Worse than all of the rest 

If you finally choose to write of the Egyptian gods 
Don't think you're choice odd
For they really have no power 
To harm you at any hour 

They're just trying to defend 
Their Kingdom in the end
And the Curse that they send
Is just really nothing, my Friend 

"Now it's about time to write of Ancient Egypt,"
I strongly, but nicely quipped
"Now that you really know um
It's time that She deserves Her own poem"

Now, I must agree 
That you worked so hard and diligently
I will sing your Praises out loud!
"You did Ancient Egypt proud!"

Now that you've finished your poem about Ancient Egypt
The words that you used are groovy, cool and hip
You composed prose about Her Glorious Face
And painted, with proper words, a Beautiful Place 

The words that you chose
Were so simply aprapo 
You worked like in Ancient Egypt you lived
And gave Her all that you had to give

Since of it you haven't made a mess
The gods have you blessed 
With Ancient Egypt in the past
You're Home at last...

Copyright ©? Jeff W. Watson, August 8, 2026

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Jeff W. Watson

August 9, 2026 at 4:46 AM

Jeff W. Watson

August 9, 2026 at 4:50 AM

Thank you for reading Of Writing Poetry And A Poem About Egypt. It's a quip. Sometimes Writer's Block is hard to escape. But I just look at my poems Landscape. Edgar Allen Poe's Raven said Nevermore. Please keep writing your Terrifically Magical Poems some more!