The Poetess By the Water
She sits at her desk
With paper and pens
The books she needs
She- ponders awhile
Thinking, wondering
What poems to create
No ideas come
Taking all she needs
She strolls to the park
Where it is peaceful
So she can ponder
Thinking all her thoughts
To write her poetry
The waves come to shore
She closes her eyes
For a short moment
An idea comes
The writing begins
All words flying out
Onto a blank page
Copyright © Darlene De Beaulieu | Year Posted 2019
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