The Key


In vain I search for a lost key,
it is for the place where I hide my verse.
I know; I know,
there is a poem in there

about a Key;
because it screams at me;
and I have been asked
to bring it to writing class.

But I cannot hear
the turning of the key.
So capricious is the Muse;
sometimes, for no reason at all,

she lights my heart
with the brightest stars;
others it will let it pine
in the darkest night…

In vain I plead, let me in… let me in



Comments:
 
poetrydances   poetrydances wrote
on 11/17/2008 7:36:53 AM
Beatrice- wonderful expression. How I have felt too (too many times!) - great writing. just to let you know (again!) this has been linked on our site poetrydances.com. Your favorite writer details etc have yet to be updated- In the meantime- here are links to your poem on poetrydances.com. www.poetrydances.com/poetrydancesnovember.htm www.poetrydances.com/poemsfromwritingroomcom.htm Kind regards- Tony. www.poetrydances.com Kind regards Tony. www.poetrydances.com

StarPoet   StarPoet wrote
on 11/6/2008 3:31:10 PM
I like this for it reminds me of the keys I have searched for in my life. And one key I found was the gift of writing poems. You worded this nicely!

jordii   jordii wrote
on 11/6/2008 1:51:42 PM
Wow that was really deep. I love it!

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