Last night I went to bed
with a poem in my head
and now it seems I cannot rest
until my muse is fed
so I’ll have a cup of brew
and see what I can do
concocting something to digest
whilst I begin to chew.
Are You Reading Me?
Are You Reading Me?
can relate to that...sometimes I can not go to sleep for hours...bkm
ReplyDeleteAaahh food for the soul!...I can completely understand this....so many times i have gone to bed with an idea...and i cannot rest until it is placed on paper. :-)
ReplyDeleteBob,
ReplyDeleteA lovely rhythm, to this very familiar 'torture' which always happens just when bedtime is near!
As Carrie has also mentioned, I have a pen and paper by my bed, for that word moment.....
Thank you Bob for putting this into words...
Eileen
I had a feeling there would be some that could relate to this :)
ReplyDeleteWell work finally eased up a bit and I'm posting the one that was stuck, thanks you guys and always stay hungry!
so sense making, lovely job!
ReplyDeletehttp://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/09/poetry-potluck-bedazzled.html
ReplyDeleteour poetry potluck is open, if you have poems (old or new) to share, link in NOW,
you can link up to 3 poems, the more you share, the happier we are.
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