A poem taps at my chest trying to get out
It taps again, then begins to shout

I search for my muse
she’s silent- perhaps it’s a ruse

It begins stamping its feet
not backing down or considering retreat

This is my battle-stemming poems from charging about
They’re ever impatient – eager to get out

Β©Vivian Zems

(#Heroic Couplets)