MORE OR LESS
Write less not more my instincts say
when I fill up a page of less
than brilliant verse to end the day.
The writing sprawls and looks a mess -
what is the point of scribbling balls
that shows no trace of artfulness?
It’s best to wait the Muses’ calls
whose rhymes arrive out of the blue;
but I might wait till Pisa falls.
The daily search for something new,
what once was fun becomes a chore,
and all my verses ring untrue.
If I wrote less, the ones which score
more than a seven out of ten
would come less often than before.
More might mean less, or less mean more - but then
I write the same crap time and time and time again.
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