Poetry Prompt from NaPoWriMo: Write a poem that poses a series of questions.
Up early this morning. Again. To. Much. Pressure.
Purpose What will I write about today? The poet pondered Lying in the meadow away From distraction Will it be poignant? Do I try to shed a little light? Does it need to give a fright? How can the words I write Make a difference in someone’s life? Will rhyme present itself At the proper time? Where will inspiration come? Or do I sit here deaf and dumb Until the words…until the words… Begin to surge Why do I write anyway? The poet sat and questioned There are not enough words To answer that Then Then as the sun set And the moon rose And the sky exploded In a tumult of emotion The answer was revealed Because I can And the poet’s fate was sealed
Read it again on Medium.com (yes, I do get paid/read): Day 28
Leon Stevens is a blogger, composer, artist, and an author of three books (so far): Lines by Leon: Poems, Prose, and Pictures, Journeys: Eight Original Pieces for Classical Guitar and The Knot at the End of the Rope and Other Short Stories.