Poetry

Novel Brewing (#897)

If I don’t write it, who will?
I’ve got a duty to fulfill.
At the risk of this sounding trite,
Writers write.
All those poems don’t seem to count,
And the need to write a novel has already begun to mount,
I know I’m just a published poet with a dream,
To be a published novelist, I’m not certain I’ve got the steam,
I’m sure I can muster enough for a first draft,
Though I’m not certain of the quality that I can craft,
Even if I fail, I’ve got to try,
Who knows maybe a publisher will even buy,
But if it’s not written, it can’t ever be sold,
I’ve got to write and let the future unfold.

Any Thoughts?

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