I LONG TO BE PROLIFIC

I LONG TO BE PROLIFIC 

I long to be prolific, it would give me such a lift

To write my life in silhouette just like Taylor Swift.

Whose poetic word play I admire

I'd love to set people's hearts afire as only Taylor can

To turn out copious verses written in longhand

My God that gal is wordy, for a woman in her 30s

I long to be prolific, it would teach me such a lesson

To be as creative as Willie Nelson,

A man in his 90s, with two new records in the span of a year.

I can manage only one rhyme a month in my writing nook here.

With Parkinson's and failing eyesight I creep along in languid pace.

Struggling to even finish the race.

I long to be prolific with the amazing grace of Judy Collins.

Still writing, making records and touring even in her 80s

Even writing books with themes and topics weighty,

For most of my life she has always been there,

Lifting me from trouble and the depths of despair.

Making music since '61, the year Ithat I was born,

Soothing souls, fighting injustice, healing the forlorn

tt would make me happy truly, to be prolific as Judy.

Well, I wouldn't say I'm a "tortured" poet and i surely am no showgirl

But it would give my soul a lift to turn the poems out quicker.

As I spin my poison pen in my charming chair of wicker

Feeling despondent, morose and moody,

That I can't be prolific, like Taylor, Willie ,and Judy.

-Bruce Potts

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