Saturday Morning

Gloomy a bit boring,

Things to do, things to write

Beneath the covers,

Beneath all that bothers

To decrease the creativity

Or a spark of reality

Swoops in and burst in all its sanity

That’s the urge I feel when I write.

Posted in: Poetry

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