image from quazoo.com
“If you don’t breathe, cry out, or sing through your
writing--then don’t write it.”--Anais Nin
When your Muse wakes you from a nap,
it’s not a trap;
for your dreams need to be captured,
your heart enraptured.
Your bold pen wants to be brilliant,
the thoughts resilient.
Words will shine like bright pigment,
inner voice recorded in print,
your ideas burnished in tint.It’s not a trap--your heart enraptured, the thoughts resilient.
Posted over at dVerse Poets Pub MTB
where De has us writing the Ovillejo.