In Desperation

[feralpen]

In Desperation

I chased a rhyme around the room
I could not seem to catch it
A word might come to lift my gloom
Then none would come to match it

On tip of my protruding tongue
A phrase would briefly teeter
Then totter to the trash unsung
For lack of proper meter

I knit my brow and scratched my head
But that just made things worse
All squinty eyed and bleeding head
I still could write no verse

So I would ask that one of you
If lady, gent or scholar
Would part with just a line or two
I’d pay you half a dollar!

[Jacqueline D.]

This is Allen's Post!


I love this poem, fp! The imagery and the sense of frustration and desperation comes out so very clearly. I've felt that way myself many many times in the past as I've tried to write something.

[Jacqueline]

*Claps* fp that was wonderful. Not only did I feel the frustration but it made me smile in the end. ;D

I'm impressed.

[feralpen]

'Lo Jacqueline;

Glad you got a chuckle from 'Desperation'. It was written pretty much tongue in cheek and meant to be humorous. Thank you for such a kind comment.

fp

[Jacqueline]

I meant it. I don't say nice things I don't mean. Ask anybody. LOL

I'm so glad you joined our community. You are already sharing so much of yourself and your wonderful words. I feel blessed that you found us.

[feralpen]

Awwwwww pshaaawww, Mizz Jacqueline

[donfaast]

Hey fp!
That is good stuff!
The first two lines got me and would not let go..."I chased a rhyme around the room and could not seem to catch it"!!
How many of us have felt exactly like that!
Dont stop....write more.

Don Faast

[feralpen]

Morning donfaast;

Thank you for your kind response on 'Desperation'. Hope a little humor came through with the anguish. ;D

fp