Words that form, flowing

Singing, stinging

Stringing you along

Listening, whilst creating

Another poetess song


Writing with others, all over

From glorious prompts

Testing our courage

Stretching my smarts


As day turns to night

Halfway through this

Enjoyable plight

Some stop now, sleeping

Come what may, I say.

Bring the rest on


Witty, cunning, addicted to these things

Inspirational pictures

Plus music galore

Rocking, thirteen hours more


Steadily started

Building, they continually grow

Breaking into, waiting

From the other side

As ink slips from her hands

Pen clutched between fingers


Nouns, verbally pressed

Objectively placed

Inside two blue lines

Leaving white behind

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