Begging for Edit

I meant to post a Magic 9 last week.
I set it up and put it on the chart,
but rising on its day I had to tweak
a pair of lines – I couldn’t make it part
of what’s become an I-can’t-stop-it streak,
for it was flawed to mediocre art.
It violated meter, twisted tongue,
and begged for change before it could be sung.

(Ottava Rima)

This entry was posted in Poetry, Writing and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s