Sandra Osborne - The Writing Thing

It’s like giving birth,
This poetry writing,
All straining and groaning,
With lots of nail biting.

This word or that word,
Which word is better?
It’s got to be great,
Down to the last letter.

Some I like very much
Some I just have to end
Some rhymes are just right
Some I just have to bend.

When it’s written and posted
And the whole world can see
A calm settles in,
There is no where to flee.

Can’t hide from the ones
Can’t hide from the comments
Just hope that my poems
Don’t cause you to vomit.

Sandra Osborne

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