Jeff Kyser Poet Monorhyme

Peaches and Poems

Not really sure what it’s all about
Try as I may, nothing comes out
It will return; I haven’t a doubt
In the meantime, I’ll give out a shout

Working a lot on the humble abode
Fixing up potholes out on the road
Once gushing words, to a trickle I’ve slowed
One day again, the muse will explode

Seems when I’m tired, needing the bed
Nothing much rattles inside my head
And when it does, it’s better not said
So I’ve spent my time rowing instead

Sorry to be such a stranger these days
Just don’t seem able to find the right phrase
Likely I’m just going through a dry phase
All in good time, lift hands in praise

Just when it seems everything’s breezin’
In comes a front; fruit trees are freezin’
The Good Book says, there’s always a reason
Peaches and poems, each have their season

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Hat Bueckert March 16, 2023 at 7:51 AM Nice write Jeff, can relate. I find contests on here are good for a road block. Topic or form to start off with instead of a blank page sometimes. Cheers :)

Gershon Wolf March 15, 2023 at 7:44 PM Last stanza sums it all up, my friend. ~ Ty Cobb (the 'Georgia Peach').

David Grimm March 15, 2023 at 6:41 PM Very nice! David

John Oldham March 15, 2023 at 11:15 AM Kudos on a well constructed poem, Jeff. Really enjoyed it - and, of course, can relate! Best, - John

Ilene Bauer March 15, 2023 at 9:43 AM a delightful way to write about not having anything to write about, jeff! i love the title and the way you've perfectly worked it into the ending...

Daniel Turner March 15, 2023 at 6:59 AM Something we all go through from time to time, Jeff. My muse left last time for an entire year. hang in there. when inspiration comes there he'll be:) sometimes reading mythology helps, sometimes just looking at photos of places mountains, plains etc.

Paul Willason March 15, 2023 at 4:47 AM You have managed to drag this one out of a reluctant muse and a good one at that. Whatever is sitting there will always find a way out, the blank page too much of a temptation, but you know that. Next week will probably be my turn.