Sunday, November 18, 2007

On Being True To Your Muse

A Favorite Poem

A favorite poem
ain’t what I own
‘cause poesy
goes in one ear
goes out the other

There may be a poem
I wish I wrote
‘cause the poet
spoke to me
so clearly

A clever line
a super strophe
some cool enjambment
or nifty rhyme
can sure enthrall me

I’ll look again
to find
the poem,
that favorite
that eludes me

When I find
that favorite poem
I’ll do my best
not to try
a copy

Because, you see,
to emulate
would rob from
that poem its

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