I'm pondering the ratio
betwixt meaninglessness and art,
and if the canon's afterglow
is but a trail of bleeding hearts
composing the best-seller charts.
In a vast ocean of spilled ink
I muse, "To write or not to write?"
My verse, beguiled by overthink
and anxious, plageristic blight,
as righteous inner critics fight.
I feel I have something to say
amid the supressed joy and rage,
though sometimes thick ink fades away
to stain the heart of my blank page,
I have prosaic wars to wage.
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Author:
JamesT3811 (
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- Published: June 12th, 2025 10:48
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Comments2
Very nice the dilemma of a poet and the curse as well. Loved it
Thank you! I believe every writer has a deeply personal relationship with doubt. I have received My Poetic Side emails for some time now and just joined today. You have an impressive body of work published on this site. Congrats! Look forward to sharing and enjoying the works of others!
Nicely written write of the balance of a poet, enjoyed the read
Thank you! I typically feel unbalanced and writing tends to even me out.
You are very welcome, I agree, a safe place to say how you feel and think
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