Still celebrating National Poetry Month, and one of my favorite poems (that I’ve ever written) has to be A Writer’s Wish. I wrote it ages ago for a now vanished writer’s website called Themestream, and as I recall it won a prize. Years later, I still find myself reciting it when no one is listening for no reason at all but to hear it. I posted it on my blog in August 2013.
A Writer’s Wish
If I could pen a scribble here
To a buyer that would pay me dear
I’d slide up quick off my soft rear
And gallop to my computer where
My bony cat in basket sits
And eyes my work thru narrow slits
He eats not fish but old prune pits
For small I’m paid for written wits.
But say perchance, I could succeed
To lure the president to lead
Me thru his tale of slippery greed
And naughty things we want to read
I’d see success at my feet laid
My cat now fat and me well paid.