Writers Itch
Developing itch
My little nitch
Words
Thoughtful
Senseless
Irregular
Rythmical
What triggers them?
Each phrase a baby gem.
Clear my throat, swallow the flem.
White seeds transform into a stem
Stem spurts out branches, leaves, flower buds
Blossoming buds like a completed poem.
Copyright © Emily Marks | Year Posted 2005
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