Wednesday, August 3, 2016

To Inspiration

I have a writing deadline. I need to finish my work. It is not happening. Instead of the 3000 words I need to complete. I wrote this poem -_-

To Inspiration

Inspiration you beautiful monster,
How you slip through my fingers.
Your cruel mockery --
My progress,
Or lack thereof.          
Should I compare thee  to a different beast,
Than the monster for which you are?
Those words would be too kind,
And too sweet, for a wretch such as you.
Yet if you would come to me,
Your praises I would sing,
Hymns to your glory falling from my worshiping lips,
3,000 words to go--

Give me 100.