The Temptors Not To Write
Good and evil, in between
my lines, surveilling, undermined
the conquest ailing to divine
I think, and can, and so entwine!
This endless duldrum of remind
in effigy, the pranksters kind
is repitition, factual, hind
while I creative, lag unsigned!
Not now, not this, no not this time
my art bewailing must be find,
a grace unerring, ears that bind
in this assailing, beauty fined!
Oh jealous summit, you are primed
to my curtailing ~ line by lined,
I deafen thee, thy ugly sound
attention swailing, my post's mound!
Must to God's hailing seek surmount
not constant failing, from your flount!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2011
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