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life with an author
by Charlie Morganmost of the time the author didn't care to see her;
and her his least insipid admirer of all; he knew!
an awareness like this rode him hard in the saddle.
at least neither did he hear the phone jangle.
so, while she was left as fallow tallow, still
unoticed, too was the sign on her apron's bib:
stay as close as you can, i am in need of love.
his pipe coiled indifference all around his brow;
as another idea whipped its letters of plot, sub-plot.
where to put what in story line and character development.
he wasn't himself anymore; anymore his knuckles ached
when he let go a string of words teasing the reader;
a lonely haddock swimming defiantly for the scrum,
he thought they; hook them, take them, the others too.
so now he clicked his page to another white-blank page;
poises, as a mantis does for a fly, then he's off again.
making matter into anti-matter, mattering to himself only.04/07/2009Posted on 04/07/2009
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 04/07/09 at 09:58 PM Ah that he missed the writing on the bib whilst hooking the reader so, as did this poem with the richness of language and tone. I like the descriptiveness of two, people, relationship/writer to reader and writer to task at hand. Excellent I am the minnow to this poem, caught in this net of words. smh |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 04/08/09 at 01:15 AM Good write Charlies as always. I new someone years ago that said creative people should never get married because it either gets in the way or the spouse is left to fend for her/him self. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 04/08/09 at 02:36 AM I love the line, "and her his least insipid admirer of all". My only thought is that it needs a little more caesura. The author should know this, and pipe up! :-) |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 04/08/09 at 01:18 PM As usual, you hit the nail on the head! Thanks for this write! |
| Posted by Nikki Rice on 05/14/09 at 11:29 PM Oh, the life of an artist... this is great. It has a steady yet surprising rhythm to it. |
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