I Dreamed I Could Write

I DREAMED I COULD WRITE

 

I dreamed I could write, one summer night,

When a flurry of words were ablaze in my brain;

Each thought was a separate flash of light,

Like the windows of a passing train.

 

Reviews

[Susie Q]

I like this a lot because I can identify. I spent many a sleepless night with thoughts racing through my mind that I thought might make a good write.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I do like this, sweet and short yet powerful in its descriptive quality.

[Coyote Poetry]

Those words can come into the mind. Sometime disappear just as quick. I like this poem. I write stories in my head trying to go to sleep. Only problem can't remember them when I awake. A excellent poem.
Coyote