At this half mark, my muses beg me
for respite; I drag them into
my web, forcing another
verse, with endless torment:
craft me similes,
make metaphors,
for this scop —
just one
more
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
At this half mark, my muses beg me
for respite; I drag them into
my web, forcing another
verse, with endless torment:
craft me similes,
make metaphors,
for this scop —
just one
more
What a brilliant poem to mark your half, shirl – I just posted my nonet and can now rest, as I am a half-marathoner. Much luck to you and your muses as you write towards the full marathon! I love ‘for this scop’!!!