there comes a time for us all i\'m sure
when inspirational thoughts arrive no more
instead my day is bursting and full
least that\'s my excuse, or am I pulling the wool
yet i miss that mood when inspiration struck
excited by thoughts, running a-muck
crafting a poem filling page after page
which filled up the wastebin with frustrated rage
putting thoughts into words a conjourers game
and the best i can offer seems rather lame
but there\'s a space for me waiting, ...on the MPS site
so i offer up this scribbling, a load of old .......