
a Modern day Scribe must write
first and foremost
attending to the guts of a story as if it might never be read
revealing in great detail the smudges on light bulbs long trashed,
the same smudges to which any handled object is subject,
but few dare own.
Surrendering pride
the Modern Day Writer writes because she knows
—knows someone has to record accuracies
distortions, even
satires and parodies—
versing excursions
and lessons only learned in detention,
but accurate.
The Modern Day Muse is possessed.
Scribbling characters.
Characters by word.
Blacked reflections of
experience perceived,
sometimes reactions
rarely redactions—
since the Modern Day Truth Teller is
unconcerned with falderal
such as popularity
knowing, as she does,
that veracity will endure in a manner
prettiest eyes,
lies,
and cleanest ass
—will not.
The Modern Day Poet
aches with every
interaction
bruised by careless rabble
more counterfeit than compliment
(like China)
original thought diluted
by virtue of sleeping heard
Still, the Modern Day Writer wields this pain
as pen
all pain, really.
an act that can compound
but might diffuse
often astounding the scribe herself
as it disperses
into all that’s unwritten between lines
that the best Modern Day Writers include.
Β©Karen Robiscoe
January 8, 2014 





Modern day writer
hope to continue working
very entertaining
always a beautiful day
best wishes π
I DO hope to continue working…:D
Thanks, Kali! Have a great evening…
Amazing written π
thank you, Tina. From one writer to another, ay? π It’s what we do…
That’s write π
Ahh so beautiful π
Lala–so wonderful to hear! Thank you. π
Welcome π
A muse does amuse the muse to the amusement.
You are one of the modern day writers that is fun to read π
a Modern Day Commenter must praise. Praise as if a wolf, or church attendee….;) unconcerned with bounties or confessionals…
(thank you, ALL STAR. You are a breath’a…;)
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SS to me, these modern day writers, poets, muses have old souls but are trying to think, write outside the box– as they say– but in truth, they’re all dreamers, not cynical like you print them out to be. But, then again, I’m a happy square π
I don’t regard this as cynical. I write this in regard to myself as much as anything, and also: it’s a poem! A passing thought.