19 October 2012
Don't know what to write,
No inspiration or sight,
Read some author's poems
About sugar, nazis and gnomes,
I don't know how to compete,
My Opusses seem incomplete,
I carry on reading,
Looking for a poem seedling,
To give it a feeding and,
To plant, water and nourish,
So my inner poet can flourish,
It will blossom and sprout,
And go into a teen and storm and shout,
Sorry, I'm on a rant,
A popular poem I can't,
Seem to write,
My words-a jumbled fright.
Write • Opuss № I