The ghosts that are all around me
Suck life from my every pore
Trying to get this first stanza out
Before I sink into the floor
The coffee has torn up my stomach
Napping after every line
Hoping to finish this story
Giving new meaning to deadline
Closing my eyes for a moment
Ten minutes later awake
I don’t think it’s going to happen
Thinking finishing a mistake
Don’t come up on me while I write
You’ll run up against the brick beast
It’s better that you read this now
Than being found at the wall deceased
The ones before would warn you
That scaling that wall wasn’t too smart
Instead they dig and torment me
Tiring ghosts that will not depart
© 2012 Michael Yost 1/24
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words connecting – or not quite connecting – ARE quite the beast, aren’t they, Michael? Thanks for sharing some of your frustration with us.
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Yes they are especially fading in and out.
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That lurking fiend writer’s block… a beast we all battle at some time.
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This is a case of new meds that are kicking my butt. smiles…
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My tormenters are 8 and 4. And I hate not being able to write when they are home like now.
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The only distractions I have are food, sleep and blocks. smiles…
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Looks like your poem resonated with a few of us, Michael. This is a very clever interpretation of this week’s prompt. Thanks for joining us again this week and I hope you’ll join us for the new weekend challenge going up later today.
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It was fun. Thanks for giving all of us the opportunity to write on a level field.
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Actually that was what first sprang to mind when I thought about the “beast” challenge but then the “busy week” beast got to me and I didn’t manage to write anything. 🙂 So thank you for doing it for me.
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You’re welcome. You owe me one smiles…
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the past haunts and damns us
sometimes consequences screw us forever
strong piece Boo! 🙂
Love the writes, forget the reading :-p
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Thanks Lynn.
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so true,
eloquent delivery.
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I’m glad you think so.
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I’m sorry you’re being haunted but have to admit you describe it quite well! This one had a very visceral quality to it. I liked it.
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Thanks, I’m glad you liked it.
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Whew… I’m glad you finished this poem!
Now, go tackle those other deadlines!
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Me too. Not fun bouncing your nose off the keyboard.
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This reminded me of a recurring dream when I am late and miss everything.
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Hopefully it will inspire you to be 10 minutes early from now on. smiles
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haunting, powerful warning,
what a powerful entry,
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Thanks Taylor.
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Amazing rhythm and rhyme!
I especially love the line “Giving new meaning to deadline.”
I think it helped redefine the poem.
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Thank you.
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