1. The Writer
The alarm screeching .
I wake up with my heart thumping
like a drum beating,
soaring in nervous anticipation.
The moon in the dark, desolate sky is bright.
It’s beauty, an inspirational sight.
My mind and heart in excitement is burning alight.
Whilst everyone else is asleep in calm, sweet repose.
Like a guitar, the keyboard, I lovingly strum.
It’s clatter, like a beating drum.
Words appear, as elegant dancers on my monitor as I rhythmically hum.
In excitement, solitude and peace of mind, I am writing, I am writing.
I am writing.