Though it may seem I am obsessed. <br />The truth is that I am possessed <br /> by an old writer long since dead. <br />Who now resides inside my head <br />He’ll have no truck with modern verse <br />and thinks that free form is perverse. <br />That’s something with which I agree, <br /> perhaps that’s why he’s chosen me <br />To be his slave, his to command <br /> he doesn’t seem to understand <br />He is a most unwelcome guest <br />at best I see him as a pest. <br />He may be Shakespeare as he says <br /> but I write poetry not plays. <br /> <br />8-May-08 <br /> <br /> <br />http: //blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers<br /><br />ivor or ivor.e hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/past-participant-for-m-lady-ernestine/
