
When I have nothing to say or I am stuck on a writing...poetry happens...it always does...
Rated: Fiction K - English - Chapters: 8 - Words: 680 - Reviews: 25 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 02-22-13 - Published: 12-07-12 - id: 3081045
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I need to stop writing after midnight...I tend to get either creepy or literal when I write during that time...
Lead on the Page
I lie in bed
Scribble in lead
What the voices say
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There's nothing going on
My mind is blank
Free to swim with the
Ideas floating around inside
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I let the words come
Flow from my brain
To my hand and into
The grain of graphite
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No rhyme comes in
Unless I think it through
Very rare for rhyme
To come in on its own
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A spur of the moment
Relaxed in bed
With pencil in hand
And lead on the page
R&R
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