When A Poet Writes Poem by Tony Adah

When A Poet Writes



In bed asleep I often think
That I am sitting on my writing desk
A haze of ideas smothering
And pressing me down
Just when I am awake and really up to write
The haze like a bird wings off
And I am weighed down by the dearth of words
I gnaw my pen thoughtfully
Waiting for a word to put down.

Monday, July 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: art
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Abdulrazak Aralimatti 28 July 2015

Truly, the imagination of a poet is a powerful one that takes its own time and place.

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