Originally posted on Soulful Poet's Heart:


Thoughts, so many thoughts, ideas
too many to keep track of
how quickly they come and go
fleeting through the tiny space
I call my mind…
Listening for the muse to speak
my mind’s energy drains me weak
straining to hear the inspiration
wishing my thoughts would tranquil
that I may write a poetic compilation
as beautiful as the hue of jonquil
Instead, I just write this and that
hoping something will make sense
not a menagerie of empty words begat
but a rhythmically lyrical sequence
Until that time arrives I will succumb
and patiently await for the tranquil
where the flower of inspiration will blossom
amongst the aromatic ambiance of blissful
a poetically beautiful compilation the hues of Autumn.

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