The Call of the Poem

The birth of a poem

Born from within

It comes to life

Upon the page to begin

 

When you’re called on

By the poem’s will

You’ll rush to your writer’s lair

And eagerly dip your quill

 

It may seem like a waterfall

That the words will flow

Then suddenly run dry

A struggle of words to show

 

But don’t give up

Have faith in your muse

Trust they’re hard at work

To turn the words loose

 

Even this poem here

Came to me in a flash

From a warm comfy bed

To my writer’s lair I’d dash

 

To put it down in words

While it pulls upon my pen

And when completed

I’ve answered the call of the poem

 

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