More A Womb, Than A Tomb (Emily Dickinson)

from INSPO w/ Greg Walker by JClazzified

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lyrics

Much like her, I like my room
More a womb, than a tomb
In privacy her dreams unfurled
But eventually she wowed the world
With capitals & dashes most sublime
“Forever — is composed of Nows —
’Tis not a different time”
She used her present to compose verse
A little bit of heaven in Amherst
She might have invented the world ‘prolific’
And taught me that writing is terrific
When you have a sense for rhyme
And the fortitude to climb
To the end of each new poem
Though for a time it might be lonesome
“Success is counted sweetest
By those who ne’er succeed”
And by those whose generosity
Outdoes their greed
I learned to love the written word
When she wrote about a bird
Called “hope” that perches in the soul
And sings “and never stops — at all —“
Like her and hope
I don’t plan on stopping
And even without a sick beat dropping
I’ll continue to compose my verses
Until it comes time for death’s hearses
And sing about “eternity”
There’s few as good at poetry
As she.