Creativity sparked
the rattling of words begin
around in my mind, they bounce.

Effortless, some begin to flow
others stay just out of reach.
To get them out is all I want
they need to be released.

Though days and weeks may pass
and other poems are freed
still those words, to my mind return.
That spark is still unwritten.

When finally comes the day
the words are ready to flow
I find they weren’t out of reach.
They were waiting for me to grow.


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