Today I’m offered another day
to ply what I’ve been doing for many years
as a way to fill up lingering time
and maintain an edge to my failing mind.
Fingers poised over my keyboard
is more intoxicating than sipping beers,
they’ll fire off, willy nilly, artistic
word weaver is how I long to be defined.
It can become quite a conundrum
trying to figure out why some works live
while other die on the vine,
prompting a deafening silence in comment land.
When I lay me down a Café challenge
stirs my juices, a new story I contrive,
sleep becomes an afterthought
as synapses create rhythmic images so grand.
I know in my heart of hearts
the pinnacle will remain elusive and out of reach.
The trek is worth the time invested
and the joy factor cannot be measured.
The story’s the thing, for you see
I’m not so presumptuous to believe I can teach,
though sometimes enough chords
are struck that a poem or two may be treasured.
Submitted to support the Phrase/Theme Multi Challenge
'artistic word weaver'
'when I lay me down'
' another day'
The THEME for the challenge is IMAGERY
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