The Writer Fights

A challenge entry for Writers, Prizefighters & Caffeine Inspired All Nighters

 

The Writer Fights.

 

In blackest night, the writer fights

His eyes propped open wide

By toothpicks hid inside

A caffeine courtesy ride.

 

He types, finger tips charge rips

Of vitriol and tenderness

Through keyboard taps

To Ethernet wilderness

 

The poet yawns and blinks

Exhaustion on the brink

But still the fingers tap and rip

Out words of measured vision trips

 

When at last he taps the last

Words of nightly epitaph

Of images the day time brings

That he must cry or sing

 

Head leans down on keys of darkest gray

Eyes closed on dreams of yesterday

Awaits the images tomorrow calls

As once more his fingers tap and fall.

 

Reviews

[Ilene M.W. Lush]

laughing still at caffeine courtesy ride...it is legal, yo!!nice rhyme perky-lated. unfortunately I get it this piece. I wish I could say "HA foolish boy" . e.e.c.=O God, O Venus, O Mercury, patron of thieves, Lend me a little tobacco-shop, or install me in any professionSave this damn'd profession of writing, where one needs one's brains all the time

[J.P. Bristow]

so true so true......I even resorted to writing in lipliner the other day when I was out and no pen handy....lesson #7. When the muses call you better be prepared...lol lol.....I really enjoyed this!!

[Ron Cole]

Ha! Excellent! Tells the story of many of us, who artists compelled to prescribe to their art! Nice verse, David!

[T. L. O'Neal]

This is so true David, I see you rode it before too. Coffee is our friend. Great write. T

[Krystal Waters]

Ahhh... you are going to win! This was excellent!!! Mine was sort of like this, but it had contenders fighting the fight with type writers on the bench with gloves on, speeding at 85 wpm. But you have a lot of imagry here!! Good one and congrats!!!


Krystal

[Kara Emily Krantz]

haha - love this. totally relate... i wish i had this experience more often, but you totally captured it well.

"The poet yawns and blinks
exhaustion on the brink
but still the fingers tap and rip
out words of measured vision trips "

great job

[Gandré]

I like it very much.I wrote something similar. Called the poetess.
David!
I liked this: "but still the fingers tap and rip
out words of measured vision trips"
This is a cascade of words and it flows soooo self-confident!
Thank you for sharing with me.

[R. MonaLeza]

Awesome, you got it down just like it is. We will even write in our sleep, always pushing the envelope. I love poetry about writers, it inspires me and helps me realize I'm not alone in the wee hours hammering away at the keys. Second and third stanzas kick a*s! love it!