Long Lost Poetry Found
Half empty cup,
man walking up.
In the zone,
staring at a half eaten scone.
Books strewn about,
writing without a doubt.
More poems written today,
than I thought I could muster.
Before I'd be a fluster,
now they flow freely,
my mind at ease.
Copyright © Roxanne Schroeder | Year Posted 2005
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