napowrimo

Hi everyone--
This is National Poetry Month and I am, among other things, a poet, so I am joining the napowrimo challenge.  This month, I will only be writing poetry.  No worries, though.  I always (almost) write poetry, so nothing much will change :)

The Poet

It used to be that the poet sat at a table in a bare room--
preferably somewhere in France--
solitary, poor, and wholly devoted to the MUSE.

Times have changed.
The poet today sits at a computer desk--
wishing she could be in France
(or England, Ireland, Italy or the Tardis)--
at times when she can be solitary.

She is not always poor
Because she finds that she cannot devote herself wholly to the MUSE.

There are mouths to be fed, bills to pay,
and so the poet
writes before work,
or when she goes home
or surreptitiously during breaks.

At least that's what this poet does.

What do we both have in common?
We dream.  We seek. We write.

And sometimes, if the mood strikes,
We rhyme.