The clock just struck the hour of five
Five in the morning that is
The purpose to write has come over
The urge to format has come back
The disease to let go of the emotions
In a bold faced type
Returning once again from the rock
From which I have claimed for so many years
Another chapter
A new beginning
A rebirth of the prodigal son
Welcome back writer
You're part of the poet's world once more
Sep 12, 2019
Sep 12, 2019 at 5:14 AM UTC
The clock just struck the hour of five
Five in the morning that is
The purpose to write has come over
The urge to format has come back
The disease to let go of the emotions
In a bold faced type
Returning once again from the rock
From which I have claimed for so many years
Another chapter
A new beginning
A rebirth of the prodigal son
Welcome back writer
You're part of the poet's world once more