M. L. Kiser Poet Free verse

And So It Begins

And so it begins, At 2am
awakened by Muse,
I grab my pen;
my journal open To a blank page;
I set the scene upon the stage.

From Muse’s mind to mine,
down the arm to the pen,
flow letters, words
and they spill haphazardly
upon the page;
painting the first scene with,
colors bold.

Repeat, repeat;
a second scene…
a third, a fourth,
now pouring clean
and fresh, crisp;
more legible;
and I wonder…
Will she ever finish?
I need sleep.


Written: 2-9-19

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Caren Krutsinger February 10, 2019 at 12:07 PM I think you are writing a novel, and it is insisting on at least six chapters a day. Am I close? M. L. Kiser February 10, 2019 at 4:47 PM No but, thanks for the great idea!

Jan Allison February 10, 2019 at 3:32 AM oh I can relate big time ML, I thought of writing about writing but went for a different theme in the end:-) hugs Jan xx M. L. Kiser February 10, 2019 at 4:49 PM Diversity's never boring...I can hardly wait to read it. Thanks