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2021-09-08T17:53:45-07:00May 22nd, 2011|Creativity, Relationships|

Where poems come from

In the dark,
ideas come bursting
like spittle,
my mind gasping
and out of breath.

Once, when I woke
from one of those dreams,
a poem was written
on my bed sheet.

I read it out loud
in a whisper voice
as the sun came up.

You slept beside me
and when I got to the end,
you smiled.

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