Do you become desperate to find something to write about...

Over-anxious that your whisper becomes a shout

That's heeded by those of the passing age

And joins deep thoughts placed upon the page?

Do you take up the pen or press keyboard key

For producing stuff the world will see,

Never minding what you actually write about

As long as you can get it out?

Is the need within more than any theme?

Do you feel compelled to plot and scheme

And write about just any old kind

Of subject that comes into your mind?

If so, it seems like some obsession

To take your place in the poetical procession

Of others who, it can be predicted,

Are doubtess sure to be similarly afflicted.




WHY? On the eve of March 29th 2019 ►


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M.C. Newberry

Wed 27th Mar 2019 19:54

These lines were motivated by the sheer variety of subjects chosen
for uploading to WOL, causing me to wonder about the hows and
whys behind the deed. Thanks for the "likes".

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M.C. Newberry

Mon 25th Mar 2019 09:10

Ah...time off in loo of reading a poem. Quite understandable in this
case. ?

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Don Matthews

Sun 24th Mar 2019 21:30

My trouble comes in form of a conflict
'Tween what's desperate, what must I do?
Do I finish this crash-hot WOLish poem?
Or satisfy desperate rush to the loo?

Gotta rush...?

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