Poetry Time
The spike comes
when least expected.
A spoken word,
phrase from a song,
message on a page . . .
A brain cell answers,
a memory resonates,
a heart chord sings.
Stop whatever you’re doing,
put pen to paper,
let feelings flow.
Poetry time is any time
inspiration slaps hard,
and won’t let go.
Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014
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