the day begins and the animals slowly wake up
I hear a mother telling her kids to just shut up
her day seems to have started in the wrong
her voice is loud and surprisingly strong
I drink my coffee as the sun raises its head
reading the poems that came out while in bed
the perfect way to start each and every day
soon, to an art gallery to find some words to say
visually inspiring the painted strokes i will see
the imagery of people, places, and obscurity
perhaps i will find but one usable line to write
My hopes to get one poem done by tonight.
have a great day to all that read this little note
i enjoy reading all the poems people have wrote
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I have to go pick up my paintings today, so I figured I might as well grab my note book and pen and spend a few hours being influenced.
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