pencils, paper, pens, and ink
thoughts vibrate as they march on
inspiration looms as pens sink
white paper, reflections black upon
written for one, read by many
vibrated ruminations, read by a city
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Author:
Amelia Hendricks (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: When you have that one inspiration that has to be written down at that very moment before you forget the genius of it. Does anybody else experience this?
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Loved this poem...beautifully captures the emotions of a writer struck by an idea to compose or write🥰❤️
I do, too dear poet
thank you for wording it so eloquently
love that last line!
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