My weary footsteps trample
Through the thoughts within my brain,
As daily, I do search for poems,
And verses to yet attain.
I ponder for ideas and thoughts,
I search for rhymes and scans,
I seek out verses here and there,
To delight the minds of man.
I tackle lines that do not rhyme
With more vicissitude,
And will not leave them for a day,
Until I complete them with attitude.
My poems, my thoughts, my ramblings,
On paper I do jot,
Till my mind again rests in peace,
And lulls in Poet’s Block.
I strive to find the final word,
But my thoughts will not clarify,
However long and hard I think,
And in dictionaries verify.
© Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 12 December 2005
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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