Poetry Oblivion
"Lost in poetry oblivion"*
Surrounded by words and images
Mind is as dark as obsidian
Abounding with musing-filled pages
Thoughts flow freely when one is asleep
Vanishing in the fog of daylight
You’ve got to rack your mind and dig deep
If you want something worthy to write
Penning poetry is a tough grind
Requires time and ideas unique
Novel descriptive ways, one must find
To touch other poets in the clique
Yet, they are addictive soul-outlets
Where sometimes, poems take their own shape
Writing themselves with hued epithets
Surely, a heady means of escape.
01.10.2022
* the first line was mentioned by Paulette Calasibetta in her comment to one of Victor Buhagiar's poems, "Bedtime" and I was inspired by it:)
Thank you, dear Paulette for the inspiration:)
Copyright © Joanna Daniel | Year Posted 2022
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