Sweat off my Pen

I wish to craft a work
of sheer poetry.
Alliteration and rhyme,
a keen sense of timing.
Words that leap up to
play with your eyes.

Four wheel driving
your imaginations.

I wish to convey a
feeling a thought.
Paint a picture in
verbs that sound
like the thought
in my head.

But the melody slips
through my fingers
- like sweat off my pen.
Perhaps another day I'll try again.