Some days the poetry
Races out of me
Like buckshot.
The day strikes,
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Your poem breathes such verve into the 'docile herd' - this flock of fun phrases soars far beyond those mediocre murmurings. Thoroughly enjoyable, and oh so true! S ;)
This is a very good description of how the words we write come to us. Poetry is just that; a flash of lightning and if we don't write it down right away, it seems to leave forever. Thank you for sharing this with us. A 10+++++. Love & hugs, Barbara
Fantastic imagery Lillian. I can almost see the words firing in all directions. I hope to experience more of those buckshot moments in my own writing!