I should be asleep!
But try as I might,
I can’t help but keep
Wanting to write.
Not only deep
Into the night,
But till birds cheep . .
And it’s all but light.
Monty Med is a 54 year-old driver who grew up in England, but he’s been living in Provence (France) for the last 17-18 years; and also spends 3 months every year in Nepal.
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Thanks Margaret. I enjoy how you tie poems together!
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Urszula, what an imaginative limerick! That is something Poe might have done! Sorry to be so late seeing this.
Agreed, Urszula! Thank you for commenting.
I’m familiar with this subject matter! Well done!
It wasn’t till last night, Chris, that I learnt my poem had been put on this page (and that was only ‘cos a chum noticed it: and called me on the spot). What an exquisite surprise it was to actually see it on the screen; that’s never happened before.
Anyway, cheers for yer remarks. It sounds as if yer familiar with those impossible moments when one’s trying to juggle two opposites: The all-consuming physical need, at 5am, to shut one’s eyes (just stop writing, and get into bed) . . Pitched against the uncanny mental stimulation which can be attained when one’s on a deep train-of-thought with pen in hand; utterly indifferent to time.
I’ve always found it fascinating how these two combatants can battle it out with each other for hours; while the hapless human, over whom they’re fighting, somehow rides the storm and stays on that ‘train’.
The things we do for love, a!
Sorry, I should’ve put Rich, not Chris. I dunno how that occured.
A clever little poem. I wrote one on the same theme as a teenager in 2 quatrains as your own.
Very creative great words Monty
Brilliant Monty , You are clever
Simply beautiful
Monty, I like the poem. You should post more!
I think the meter might be better with “But till the birds cheep …”
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