From Thought To Paper It Goes

Oh, a short, short poem on how poems form in my head. Sort of.

On the tips

of my finger

as she trips,

thoughts linger.

Many a thing

swirl, each day

what will it bring?

Things to say,

on my mind

trapped in thought

side to side.

And the words brought

consuming calm

as they drifted

to paper from

my raging head.

Author's Note

Durr.

Reviews

[Legolas]

So wonderful. I love all your poems so much!! They're music to my ears

[Circe]

Really cool flow, the process unraveled into a small giftbox of a poem.