Sometimes when I'm writing well
All the world can go to hell
There's a tale I have to tell
Fiction front page news
Sometimes when I'm in the zone
I just want to be alone
Shut the door and cut the phone
Mingle with my muse
Sometimes when I'm deep in plotStriking when the iron is hot
Eat or sleep, I'd rather not
Glued into my chair
Sometimes when the words flow through
Every scene is something new
Every word is bright and true
Writing's like a prayer
Sometimes dialog's a dream
Action thunders, settings gleam
Heroes dare and villains scream
Lovers meet and kiss
Sometimes when the muse won't play
I can't find a thing to say
Still I sit here anyway
Writing trash like this
Rob, I loved that "trash."
ReplyDeleteRob, I loved that "trash."
ReplyDeleteClever and funny, Rob. And not the least bit trashy. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteThat brought a big grin for the morning!
ReplyDeletePerfect last line!
ReplyDeleteLoved this one! Thelma Straw in Manhattan
ReplyDeleteProof, Rob, that one man's trash is another man's treasure. I, for one, like your rhyme a lot.
ReplyDelete--Dixon
LOL. I think it's the right cyber word.
ReplyDeleteClever and funny. Not trashy at all. Thanks for covering for me. Some days I think I'll go back to using my old typewriter and forget all this electronic stuff. MAKES ME NUTTY.
ReplyDeleteBeen there. Done that. Just not in that good a rhyme or meter!
ReplyDeleteSometimes at the end of day
ReplyDeleteSun’s set, I've made my hay
I sit a while with supper tray
SS I would not miss
After a long day, just the smile I needed - thanks Rob.
not the least bit trashy And Just not in that good a rhyme or meter!
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thanks
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