Jan 2015
Eyes cast upon the creation,
Its a stirring Invitation.
Words cooked in a spoon,
Drawn to the Pen soon,
Tied off by punctuation.
When the Ink hits the Blood,
The rush is a total Flood.
And the Poets elation,
Is the rush of creation.
But on days of frustration,
You beg for inspiration,
Just to feel the Poets Fix.
Its a stirring Invitation.
Words cooked in a spoon,
Drawn to the Pen soon,
Tied off by punctuation.
When the Ink hits the Blood,
The rush is a total Flood.
And the Poets elation,
Is the rush of creation.
But on days of frustration,
You beg for inspiration,
Just to feel the Poets Fix.
we all know that Jones..... Founding Member of Poets Anonamous
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