Mono Rain

To craft a line that’s nice and tight 
about a failed attempt to write…
well, something just doesn’t seem right,
but I will not put up a fight;
I shall instead call it a night.
For if I rest my head, I might
through slumbered sleep gain some insight
quick captured at the dawn’s first light
a little gem, bedazzling, bright
the pulse to race, the heart, excite
and end this literary blight.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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