This Poem was Submitted By: Mark Andrew Hislop On Date: 2010-11-06 02:16:27 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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It must be time to write a poem

I’m deep in debt. The rent is due.  No doubt the sheriff’s on his way. Some vagrant dog destroyed my shoe. I guess I’ll write a poem today. But what? My muse fled overnight (she’d been so damn uptight of late). So, with myself, just what to write becomes the subject of debate. Says I, ‘I spent the whole past week ear-deep in corporate mergers. The post-restructure peace I seek is writing little dirges.’ I says, ‘But verse is no cheap tart to book whenever you want it. If prostitution could be Art then this right here’s a sonnet!’ Though slightly phased, I thought it time for my penultimate stanza. I yelled, ‘We’ve all the right to rhyme. Hail, lyric extravaganza!’ And that stopped my debating spree on motives for my words to roam... which left me with an hour free: it must be time to write a poem.

Copyright © November 2010 Mark Andrew Hislop

This Poem was Critiqued By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2010-12-04 16:01:48
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.85714
Mark, Really good. Feeling free to just! Write whatever comes. And wise and witty it is. Who knew....all of us! But maybe not you! Dellena

This Poem was Critiqued By: Tony P Spicuglia On Date: 2010-11-30 11:56:23
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
A fun piece Mark- the rhyme and the meter are as interesting as the piece itself. You capture what we have all been through, many times. In a nutshell you captured a portion of me as well. I write, wherever I'm at, about whatever is happening or the emotions of the moment. "it must be time to write a poem" what a splendid ending to a splendid little verse. My favorite line is "If prostitution could be Art - then this right here’s a sonnet!’ I don't know about the aspects of other poets, but I know the first run before an edit- and (LOL) sometimes after an edit or two will leave the form, less than the vision. It works anyway; somebody will like most anything (sort of like "horny" readers) I guess. Obviously (sans muse), the verse worked itself out alright!! A fine piece and I needed a smile this morning.
This Poem was Critiqued By: Mark Steven Scheffer On Date: 2010-11-12 06:58:52
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
MAH, Any space in the Inn? The metaphor of the Muse fleeing is aberrant. Usually, the Muse kicks our ass out. Sorry. Just when you wanted escape comes Scheffer boy with his sour pudding. On the bright side is the time to write poems. MSS
This Poem was Critiqued By: Lora Silvey On Date: 2010-11-10 18:02:18
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Mark, This is truly delicious and if you must--perhaps this review may be construed strictly as fluff. However, your pen has put a smile upon my face with your smooth flowing meter that dances this reader through your lines. As you turn a phrase and with each delightful strophe--your muse can be seen giggling as she stands there guiding marks. Brilliant and most enjoyable...Lora
This Poem was Critiqued By: Mandie J Overocker On Date: 2010-11-08 16:54:58
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Mark... This is great. Fun light and yet truly well spoken about the drive to write poetry. I love your line '...The post-restructure peace I seek is writing little dirges.' And you penultimate stanza certainly is in a word - penultimate! :) How creative and playful! Your use of rhyme is perfectly placed and the meter flows well as one is whisked along the lines. And indeed - 'it must be time to write a poem!' Love it! Mandie
This Poem was Critiqued By: cheyenne smyth On Date: 2010-11-06 17:49:13
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Hi Mark, What a delightful poem from your talented pen. The meaning is clear with an engaging rhyme and liquid flow. I often write about my muse. She is so fickle and I never know if she will show up when I need her or if she off on vaction somewhere. A fun read that kept a smile upon me face throughout. Well done Best wishes, cheyenne
This Poem was Critiqued By: kevin Dunn On Date: 2010-11-06 17:08:31
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Hmm..Sounds like a kind of a thinking mans country song ;o) Add three guitar chords and whining cowboy and you got a hit man. OK Seriously. This poem seems to be about modern life and what is really happening in the western world today. Personal loss, no rent money, etc. Poets and minstrels have been carrying news about what is happening in the world this way for so long. I do like the way it begins in ruins and kind of spirals upward. Until it makes the reader feel better but not to the Phoenix level. I think you have set a high standard for the month. Thanks Kevin
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