I Needed To Write. Poem by Kevin Hulme
I Needed To Write.
I needed to write but no subject came,
The sterile landscape
the writers bane.
No rain of words to anoint the seed,
Those gales of thoughts by which we feed.
The page like snow where no foot had strayed,
For Calliope had flown, no Succour paid.
Until; Until I saw her near in Summer dress,
All wilful smiles and flowing tress.
She put to shame the tepid Sun,
To free the verse, a poem was done.
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