The Poet’s Conundrum
A good poet likely doesn’t speak up much,
but is back in their small room,
sunken into their shoulders
with pen, scribbling.
Sending you messages!
Investment tips!
(Where and how! …you might best spend your time, your resources!)
Sights to see!
Thoughts to consider!
Soft emotions which could re-occur
(given half the chance).
With thoughts on a lover’s husbandry -
of where to water,
where to prune…
Given the other half of a chance
like Cyrano de Bergerac
‘he could make your life better,
and be the objective correlative of your dream,’
he muses, scrawling.
The cat meows.
The dishes cast shadows into the sink.
‘Why is the writing of poems so lonely,
rather like the hunting of ducks from a blind,’
he writes,
‘hoping to bag some love?’
Carl Nelson‘s latest book of poetry is titled, Strays, Misfits, Renegades, and Maverick Poems (with additional Verses on Monetization). To have a look at this and more of his work please visit Magic Bean Books.
Looking for love in all the wrong places.....
🎼Love is the drug and I need to score🎸— Roxy Music