Miles to go before I sleep.

Whispers of words

Poems sliding into consciousness

I glide my fingers across the keyboard

Allowing them free reign

to do what they wish.

My mind is jumbled

With today’s news

Tomorrows promise

But today

I am poetry

A sing song palette

Words slinking, swaying,

Sorting themselves

22 Poems to go

Miles to go before I sleep

(Inspired by Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening)