In the Quiet of My Mind
In the quiet of my mind, words dance and twirl
A fragile ballet of mere notions unfurled
I sit and ponder, pen in place just as planned
Ready to create, to incite, to command
Write a new poem, the voice whispers so low
Use wording, line breaks, and irony to show
The beauty of language, the power of verse
To capture emotions, to quench the raw thirst
I pause and consider the challenge at hand
To craft something new, something great, something grand
With freedom as my guide, I let my words flow
The rhythm and melody only I know
Line breaks like bated breath, creating suspense
Irony weaved in to keep the reader tense
I paint my canvas with thoughts, both dark and bright
With words wisely chosen each stanza takes flight
Here I am, in this moment of creation
A poet at work, in deep concentration
Scribbling haphazardly with passion and zeal
This world of my making where words make you feel
*I wrote this poem on January 30, 2024, as part of a ’30 days of poetry’ January challenge. This was day 30 and the prompt was: Write a poem about the magic of writing.
Copyright © Courtney Hubbert | Year Posted 2024
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