Black steaming water
Falling in my saucer
Droplets heavy in landing
Ruining my planning
For a rhyme I must make
Before I take my break
Creating it of substance
Must inhabit my reluctance
Of letting people know
How hard it is to flow
My thoughts down on paper
Luckily I am Darth Vader
Force choke
As I invoke
My cloak
Hoping to provoke
The true non-believing folk
Of my evil joke
Yes! Simple, yet sarcastic and powerful.
ReplyDeleteIt almost reminds of the Vader persona in the Epic Rap Battles of History episode!
DeleteHaha, true! I did not notice, but you are right! :D Thank you for the kind words.
DeleteGood to know that even Darth gets a little stressed now and then!
ReplyDeleteThe backwards phrase is the most poignant of the whole poem, so quite a gift from the word hoard...