POEM: Inspiration... 28
- Moda
- 14-04-2024 01:20
She’s a lovely but moody lady.She doesn’t come to me when I call her, Or when it’s a good time for me to write. She only comes to me when she pleases. My book depends on her, literally. There wouldn’t be a book if it weren’t for her. So, I learned to listen to her when she wants to speak up. I learned to make her creating mood work for me. I treat her with coffee and cookies when she makes an appearance. We sit together at the table when she visits, And we start writing. I absorb every word she says, And I let her lead the way. ~~~~~~~~~~ From my book of poetry Sunset in Toronto, page 122.
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