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Poems Come Faster and Faster

Poems come faster and faster Once you open the floodgate of your imagination The world of make believe is more than ready Bringing for more what ifs and maybes Than you can organize or manage In the nocturnal realm, ideas come forth and shake me awake The subconscious takes over, and I dream away Waking up with poems prancing out of my head Hearing the last stanza or the last line Wondering what the heck I just heard The pen intrigues me to captivate what has just happened On an ethereal plane that is well beyond my grasp I watch the pen scribbling lines, whorls, and dots across the plane Wondering if it know what it is doing For I am sure that I do not. And are these the poems in my dream? I frankly have no idea.

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 8/24/2020 7:56:00 PM

So glad when I’m near paper or my tablet so I don’t lose the thought.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/25/2020 7:44:00 PM

I harvey notebooks everywhere.

Maurice Rigoler

Date: 8/24/2020 5:26:00 PM

I can relate to this poem, Caren; it happens to me often, mor especially. just before I enter sleep. Usually its the opening line, or the last line; at others times it's whole stanza with all the right rimes! It's uncanny! Perhaps it's because mt brain is at rest and my mental processes are "open" and my thinking is clearer? Anyway, there's a lot of truth is this poem. / Maurice

Jan Allison

Date: 8/24/2020 10:11:00 AM

you certainly are one of the most prolific poets on soup Caren, long may your muse continue to inspire you - i too never know where the ideas come they just flow into my brain and i have to write them down:-) hugs Jan xx

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/24/2020 6:18:00 PM

They take over and insist Jan. I know you have the same experience.