The forbearance of leaving
My friends at the half
Seemed logical
There’s a new princess
Due anytime now
the Poetess thought
As her heart longed for words
Long after midnight
That magical time
where headphones rock her
through to the morning light
Alone
Though not through her plight
those Word Temptresses
Still sauntering by
Clasping my hand
Saying “come let’s write”
Oh, I love this! There’s such a sense of moving through languorous late night hours towards new words and a new life. I love the image, too, of the headphones rocking you ‘through to the morning light.’ Beautiful!
Hahaha! This poem is perfect! You can hear the baby is on her way and you are keeping busy, but should get rest and yet…
I really liked this one, it’s like you can hear the different voices calling on you trying pull you in different directions.
It mirrors well the imagery from your first poem as well, the theme of new life seems to resonate through your writing…I wonder why that might be. =)
Another beautiful poem.
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Darren Syme Coremans (@dscoremans)
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Love the poetics of regret, the lure of temptresses, logic versus the heart, hope and poetics… and yes, let’s write, let’s write, let’s… : )
Beautiful penned Amanda reminds me of a Disney Princess 👑 tells a simple but engaging story. Thank you for sharing a very ironical poem