Wayward Poise

Betwixt the rugged noise and wayward poise
.....He struggles to find a story:
Borrowed from favourite prose to juxtapose
.....It blooms like morning glory.

Wait: his brain is caught in two minds
.....The pen is wet yet inspiration
.....Is as lost as his destination
The ground his feet can no longer find.

No wonder! Sparkly idea does sunder
.....What could have been
Pulsating fiction broken by restriction
.....The original words unseen.

Watch: he circles unknowingly back
Square one this writer cannot crack.

I have a few comments, but sadly I know nothing about poetry.

I really like the pauses in the poem, it gives it a real good pace.

The first section is great cause' story and glory go great together.

The best part though is:

.....The pen is wet yet inspiration
.....Is as lost as his destination

This just sounds SO good.

Hopefully someone who knows about poetry can help more though

Thanks for the comments!

Sweet stuff! One note on the formatting: you could try changing the font color on the ellipses to white, that way they're not so glaringly apparent.

I love the rhyming in the first stanza -- in fact, it is sheer perfection.

I got a bit confused when reading the second stanza, though I cleared it up on the second or third read-through. It seems to just be a lack of punctuation -- a comma after "wet" should clarify things nicely, yeah? Looking through once again, the second stanza is also in a different format than the rest of the poem. I have to admit that it's throwing me off a little bit; is there any way to preserve the continuity? Whatever you do, you must keep L1 for that pretty little pun.

I enjoyed this poem immensely, Jack. They're definitely sentiments that any writer will share.

Nice work, and until next time,
Skye

The change in format is supposed to follow the ideas presented in the poem -- ie. attracted by something different. Sorry if this isn't clear.

Thanks for the helpful words, Skye

I figured you had a good reason -- again, it was a very enjoyable read.