Carol Mitra Poet Rhyme

Inner Inspiration

The words are jumbled in my head
Putting pen to paper I now dread 
My terrace garden my refuge
Tending to the flowers bestowed 
My energy and peace slowly restored.

I keep a little mat up there
To sit in quiet contemplation and stare.
The smell of Jasmine hits my nose
My eyes close, body now in full repose.

My fives senses now like a balm
The words untangle in my head
The mind grows calm, the lights grow dim
I watch my thoughts now like a film.

04.10.2020

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Anne-Lise Andresen October 8, 2020 at 11:00 AM - Congratulations on your great 2nd place in the contest, Carol :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Carol Mitra October 10, 2020 at 6:05 AM Thanks dear Anne-Lise....much love:)

Silent One October 8, 2020 at 7:59 AM Thoughts like a new film.. That would be great.. Congratulations on your placement in the contest.. Carol Mitra October 8, 2020 at 9:56 AM Thank you so much...much appreciated.

Anne-Lise Andresen October 4, 2020 at 4:53 AM - A lovely place to make thoughts grow ... enjoy reading, Carol :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Carol Mitra October 4, 2020 at 5:13 AM Thanks Anne-Lise :) much love and hugs.

Elaine George October 4, 2020 at 4:36 AM I think most poets have a place they go for inspiration. Lovely poem, dear Carol. ~ Elaine Carol Mitra October 4, 2020 at 4:43 AM Thanks Elaine.....much appreciated.