A Poets Soliloquy
To sleep per chance to dream
Of words and rhymes
And schemes and chimes
Of twenty-four hours
In ivory towers
On creations not yet fit for print
Although wasted and wrought
Suicide we consider not
As foretold in that Shakespearian plot
But to slumber deep
Then awake from sleep
Ready to edit, rejig and tweak
This is amazing! I had but strength enough to scribble about 3 lines at the 24th hour. 😂😂
Truly, a poet’s soliloquy. Apt 🥰
Amazing you expressed exactly how we felt. x thank you.
love this
Although wasted and wrought
Suicide we consider not
As foretold in that Shakespearian plot
But to slumber deep
Then awaken from good sleep
Ready to edit, rejig and tweak
This one made me smile wide! Nicely put.