When I Sit Down to Write

When I sit down to write 

it is seldom in the same place. 

Each time of day has 

it’s own nook. 

As long as there is 

pen and paper, 

or, as in this missive, 

my laptop, my fingers poised, 

I am ready to write. 

When I sit down to write, 

my thoughts are jumbled 

or there may be a spot 

on the wall that reminds me 

of some bit of philosophy, 

or maybe a blank white page 

~ silent and patient.

So I doodle, 

or read 

a bit of poetry, 

a novel 

or whatever is near at hand

Along the way, 

some fanciful thought 

floats across the page

when I sit down to write.

“Your intuition knows what to write so get out of the way.”

~ Ray Bradbury