Monday, February 09, 2009

Ode To My Creative Mind

Take care as you read this. I've never claimed to be a poet:

A thousand voices spring through my head,
not one will let me rest in bed.
They each believe they should be the new story,
Rem and Ryan and now a guy named Corey.
But my muse is starting to get upset.
All these men she hasn't even met.
She's tired of me sneaking off with one or the other.
She's threatening to leave altogether.
Caitlin is ready to work hard and tough
if I can just pick a plot, enough is enough!
Eeny, meeny miny moe won't do it,
There's a whole lot more crap to it.
A plot, some conflicts, a monumental change,
a love story that's not too far out of my range.
In the end I know I'll have to choose
or Caitlin will desert me and then I'll lose.
But I'm not a quitter, I won't give in.
I'll wrestle with these men and damn it, I'll win!

7 comments:

Bonnie Ferguson said...

LOL }:)

Avery Beck said...

LOL That's pretty good for a non-poet! :-)

romanticbynature said...

I agree with Avery! That was very creative. :) Good luck with your muse and characters.

Cindy Procter-King said...

Persevere, step by step, you'll do it.

Lexi said...

Thanks, ladies! I think my decision is becoming clearer. I've got a goal, well 2 actually (possibly 3), and that will dictate what happens next. More info for you soon.

Susye said...

I think you lied - you are a poet!

Why don't you just work on them all - a little bit each night for each one. If Caitlin wants to work, make her work!

Lexi said...

Thanks, Susye. I'm working on a plan to make Cait happy. After all, I HAVE to take care of my muse, right?