An Honest Poet’s Life Is Full Of Care
by Malcolm Massiah
Now to myself this comes as some surprise
I’m sitting writing here a tuneless song
My rusty hand’s in need of exercise
For I’ve been far too lazy for too long
In honeyed indolence I’ve spent my days
I’ve watched the changing colours of the year
I’ve watched the passing seasons through a haze
And so my memory may not be clear
I smoke a spliff and sip at my champagne
A poet’s life is not an easy one
A little sunshine and a lot of rain
Is hardly my idea of having fun
The layman sadly seems so unaware
An honest poet’s life is full of care.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- My Heritage
- The Dawn Of American Literature
- Two Sonnets. To Haydon, With A Sonnet Written On Seeing The Elgin Marbles poem – John Keats poems
- Welcome by Stephen Dunn
- Ode To A Nightingale poem – John Keats poems
- In A Station Of The Metro poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Before you knew you owned it poem – Alice Walker
- To A Young Lady Who Had Been Reproached For Taking Long Walks In The Country by William Wordsworth
- The Street Sounds to the Soldiers’ Tread poem – A. E. Housman
- Epistle To John Hamilton Reynolds poem – John Keats poems
- Robert Burns: On My Own Friend And My Father’s Friend, Wm. Muir In Tarbolton Mill:
- Four Quartets 1: Burnt Norton by T. S. Eliot
- Kiss by Ruth Padel
- Control by Sidney Lanier
- Inside of King’s College Chapel, Cambridge by William Wordsworth
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