Voices in Choir

A Poem By Sarah // 1/28/2011

"Me! Me! Listen to me!"

The voice in my head fairly screams.

"No, I, I! The better idea is mine."

It's the start of a cacophany

.

In comparison to the first

relatively quiet voice

the next onslaught

is devastating

 

My creativity, a kind of curse

to what sort of choice,

am I to be brought?

(though to listen in is fascinating!)

 

This idea, that idea,

what idea is the best?

This plan, that plot,

can you just give me a rest?

 

Elves? Dwarves?

is there a unique genre?

Skip drives? Cyborgs?

What cause for infinite drama!

 

What to do?

Sip  some tea,

stoutly ignoring

my terror of a muse.

 

Throw out the pen,

use my metaphorical hammer.

When an idea rears its head,

it'd better use its manners!

 

 

 

 

Comments

This was a fun, rhythmic poem

This was a fun, rhythmic poem :) well done!

E | Sat, 01/29/2011

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