My Pen Is Uncapped

Oh, beautiful morning how I love you
I pour my coffee set at my desk
making a big mess
Looking at my notebook
ready to start my day
my pen is uncapped
My eyes is gazing at the blank pages
of true mystery that my brain will
set the ink to write what my heart bleeds
for all to read that comes from me
to a world of a poetic mind,

Poetic Judy Emery © 2004