Posted by: Ron DuBour | May 11, 2015

Daily missive for Monday the 11th of May.~by Peter Forster



Daily missive for Monday the 11th of May.

Who is the master
When the need
Is always there,
Pushing at boundaries
Trying to formulate
An escape plan?
Words and verses
Come together
Over dinner.
Convivial conversation
Before breakfast
Driving past
A group of men
Talking in a bandstand,
Masked by shadow,
Plotting a coup,
Planning a bank raid,

Waiting for
The second coming.
They all vie to be heard,
Over the sound of the radio,
Until the news breaks
And another story
Is it the writer
Or the word.
Is it a combination
Of both,
The rule maker,
And the negotiator
The two become one
And beget
A worker of words
Determine the course
Of things,
Pull the strings,

Even as music plays,
Landscapes are painted
Awash with promise,
As the background
Becomes a lyrical
And with a simple twist
That is perhaps
Little more than fate,
A spark becomes a flame
That burns
Until you no longer sing
The same old song.
And the drift to sleep
Is broken.
New words collide,
A whole universe
Is created,
The fear of
Losing the muse

You are fully woken,
And pleased you
Had the prescience
To put the leather
Bound journal
By the bed.
What a flash of inspiration
That really was.
And rather than lay down
Your weary head,
It is time for
The deluded slave,
Enlightened soul,
Or hack
To get off his back
And burn the midnight oil

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