Sometimes life can be a
little uncooperative
Trialling all manner of pesky
inconveniences
Especially at those most inopportune
times
When inspiration seems to
have evaporated
Deadlines loom under the fast
fading light
Ideas have abandoned the
writer’s plight
Not even a stale crumb of
comfort found
Poets know the taste of famine
or a feast
When words fail to fill all
the blank spaces
Or a magnificent picnic of
rewarding verse…
Eileen T O’Neill 16/05/2019
Poets United Mid-Week Motif ~Picnic
http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2019/05/poets-united-midweek-motif-picnics.html?m=1
Love this unique take on picnic. "..magnificent picnic of rewarding verse…" We do wait for such a time indeed.
ReplyDeleteSo nice to see you here at PU, Eileen...
Famine or feast is our plight, for sure, Eileen. I am currently On Pause, resting up after April madness. It is always so lovely to read you. I love it when our very first members pop up at Poets United, reminding me of those good old days online. Now we are hardy veterans, lol.
ReplyDeleteLove those last two lines, Eileen!
ReplyDeleteOh yes, I relate very well to days of deadlines and blank pages. And how wonderful the rewarding verse, it can feel like a magnificent picnic, indeed. Brilliant response to the prompt.
ReplyDeleteLove the last two lines of this, Eileen.
ReplyDeleteAlso, wanted to thank you for your lovely comment on my picnic poem, but it popped off the screen!