A Poetic Dream

In the heat of the moment

Curiosity takes hold

You pick up a pen

Then you begin to write

A poetic dream

You’ve now envisioned

The word quickly beginning to flow

Like a stream amongst the bank

Tables turning

Wheels in full spin

So silent you can hear a pen

Everyone is silent as they sit and watch

You’ve become the life the party

Your characters of all kinds

You dream them up

Then don’t even notice everyone watching you

A short story

A elegant poem

Poems a plenty in any form

This has now become a poetic dream

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