I poise myself to write
Nervous, lest I am trite.
Have I the words of worth
Or should I refrain
From spouting fourth again
With little sense and meaning,
And much insensibility and preening?
No. I shall hold my pen’s tongue
Until my writhy tool
Has something of mine less unworthy
To scribe upon the Virgin canvas.
I may be some time
In the pursuits of a decent
And admirable poem to rhyme.
NB Have I the Words? The Sequel! Is available now on this site. G:)