Thoughts.

Sometimes all I do is think. I think of all the poems I have stacked so neatly on the shelves of my mind. All gathering dust and welcoming age. All in perfect alphabetical order. In no particular order either. I think of all the poems I started but never finished creating, all the half written

COFFEE TIME — DEAD POETS SOCIETY

I have my notebook out, my pencils are scattered all over the table leaving just enough space for my steaming coffee. I am so excited. It’s time to write! I curve up a few words. The first and second stanzas are done but how to finish? The first paragraph is perfect but the second one […]