THE WRITER AT PEACE

 My writing life hides in plain sight,

Mind is always filled with conversations

With snippets, lyrics, drama and all sorts

Thoughts to papers, electronics or virtual

I have turned the company I most cherish

And not until I release the noise stay swirling

So, as ideas strike like lightening, I scribble or click

Sometimes, it is deadlines that spur me to action,

Prompts do help guide me, as do sentence starters,

The senses graphically organise, outline, structure,

And when it is a poem, pictorially, it helps mentor texts

Describing what I see, think, and how-feelings in an outpour

As a laced musing emerges, the heart and mind come to peace.

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