S <br />Tell me Janice, would you please <br />How should we strive for poetry? <br />J <br />With flowing words <br />And always feeling <br />With passion flowing <br />And words appealing <br />S <br />So tell me then, if I can choose <br />Just any old subject as my muse? <br />Must it rhyme? Must it flow? <br />Must it's rhythm tick and go? <br />J <br />Well, clocks are all that I hear ticking <br />Our poems being pleasure bent. <br />And I can’t here the meter ticking <br />Our poems to me, are heaven sent <br />S <br />OK Fine, you’re esoteric, <br />I have heard what you have said; <br />What I’d really like is to be PUBLISHED! <br />Please, sometime soon, before I'm dead. <br />J <br />One hour, one day, it will happen, <br />And I, my friend, will see you through <br />Just keep on writing from your heart <br />And keep your words sincere and true. <br />S <br />I like that thought “sincere and true”, <br />No screaming, and I don’t have to cuss, <br />I used to say, “I write for me” <br />Now I’d say, “I write for us.” <br />J <br />Yes together words will flow and flourish <br />Dreams of published works are near <br />From these rhymes I’m so encouraged <br />Our Poems are meant for all to hear <br /> <br />Sandra Osborne and Janice M Pickett <br />from the collection <br />'The Pendulum Swings'<br /><br />Sandra Osborne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-muse-descends/
