sleepless nights of a poet by Priscilla Monroy

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sleepless nights of a poet

I sit here
I can’t sleep
Thoughts race through my head
Reach out
Reach down
Deep inside
Grab one
Hold on to it
Write it down
Let it unfold in your hands
It practically writes itself
Its aching to be uncovered
To be explained
To be related to
To be understood

Priscilla Monroy

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Athena Atalanta (9/19/2008 12:00:00 PM)
Yep, I can relate to this. You say it exactly the way it feels

Yoonoos Peerbocus (8/10/2008 7:00:00 AM)
words hunting with pen of inspiration to pen a poem on its own..lovely talking to oneself nice

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Priscilla Monroy (03-04-1981 / Tucson, arizona)