I sit here in this attic room
I strive to write, I'm struck by gloom;
With self-doubt I ceaseless wrest
To know I'll never be the best.
Words and thoughts rise in my head,
They must be writ, they must be said;
Though my best I do employ
My writing brings me little joy.
I type the lines upon the screen
I read them back, myself demean;
My mind and heart in fierce debate
Can I be pleased with second rate?
Yet is it all about who's best
An endless race, a lifelong test?
How do I find the strength to be
A writer writing just for me?
To self-doubt I'll have to say,
Please be gone, be on your way;
To write because I know I can
To be the best no more my plan.
I sit here in this attic room
I love to write, the page illume;
With self-doubt I yet may fight
It will not blunt my right to write.
COPYRIGHT DM PAMMENT FEBRUARY 25th 2010
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | February 25, 2010 - 17:27
How very much I identify with this, david and the last stanza especially. Brilliant - as it is in its entirety, of course.
Tina;)xx
shoe | February 25, 2010 - 18:37
So many truths you write David, I know them well, I for one am jolly pleased you do write. Everyone likes somthing different so you can only write what pleases you, anything else would just sound false, which you never do, to me anyway, sorry I'm rambling, I like this poem very much, you have a very strong, clear voice which is unique to you, I always look forward to reading your latest post, ramble over!
kheldar | February 25, 2010 - 19:04
Hi Tina,
Thanks very much for that, it's nice to know I'm not the only one who has this problem, not so nice to know that you are one of them.
David xx :--)
kheldar | February 25, 2010 - 19:07
Ah Shirley, you ramble away my sweet. Thanks for reading and thanks for taking the (considerable) time to comment. Thanks also for your support and your wise, I will gladly take them both.
David xx :--)
kheldar | February 25, 2010 - 19:14
Forgot to say Shirley, well done for making the magazine!!!
shoe | February 27, 2010 - 09:37
Thank you for noticing, I,m quite pink about it!
re; self doubt, Have discovered Jon Stallworthy,(body language) you would like I think with your appreciation of rhyme and history, but makes me feel clumsy and limited. (Grenache Noir makes me rambly):~D