Inspired
Inspired
The night, still, dark, my silent thrill…inspired!
Alone I sat and wrote ‘til heart’s content.
Expressions filled with wisdom I desired.
So word-by-word I wrote; did not relent.
For hours many views, to mind transpired
Some words were forced, some flowed with fresh insight.
And thus I wrote from dark until daylight.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 3, 2010
Poetic form: Ottava rima
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2010
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