I had a dream
The words flowed
Lines were ordered
Three verses
I was pleased
In my dream
I felt on the cliff edge of awakening
I said to myself with surprise
I’ve written my blog post
I was pleased
Time passed
Only a few minutes
With lamps alight, I sipped my tea
Words had dissolved into my dreamworld!
I was puzzled.
For only a moment
I reached for even one word
To pull the poem back into the light
No word cried out - even in the tiniest of whispers
Acceptance was all that could be.
In this moment
Words struggled forth
Lines ordered enough
Five verses
I am pleased.
“Start writing, no matter what. The water
does not flow until the faucet is turned on.”
~ Louis L’Amour
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