Trying too Hard…

Did you ever think you were maybe trying to hard?

Writing poems or just words on the back of a card,

Napkins too can make a place to write,

Whether or not it is actually right,

That is up to the individual…

Sometimes though, I feel, I may be pushing myself,

Beyond the limits of my abilities to conceive,

That of any word, or so I sometimes perceive,

But then again, I find, so much solace in the write,

So much so that I find myself to feel relieved…

Lost I am at this moment, to make up my mind,

The hell with it, time to go to bed, to open my mind,

To the possibilities of the dream,

So that maybe tomorrow I can then scheme,

And make new writes for me to ream,

Unless you of course find you must scream,

To tell me to stop writing…

It is all so…excessively extreme!

                    © ed – 3/6/04