Wake up..Start my day
Oh my poetry has gone away
Missing my heart
Missing my soul
I sit and wonder where did it go?
Should I look in lost and found?
Is it running around all over town?
I wonder where could it be?
Then I remember it's locked inside of me
Where is that emotional key?
I want to play with my Poetry
Imagination from mind to pen
Vibration from words seamlessly blend
Create art by showing my heart
I can't stop...so I start
Not the whole just a part
Inspiration can be hard to find
To calm the many storms in a poets mind
I write..I fight to ignite a flame
A spiritual reality I maintain
Fertile is the soil of my soul
Free for my poetry to continue to grow..