Haunted By Verse Poem by Danny Hammell

As I lay, snuggled up, in bed;
The rhymes keep running through my head.
The words are vivid and alive
My thinking brain on overdrive.

A worded beat fills up my mind,
But all I want is to unwind;
Instead the words just form a queue
And keep on pushing their way through.

It’s getting late I need to sleep,
But now the words are getting deep.
An overflow of thoughtful words
Are gathering like hungry herds.

Is it a blessing or a curse?
When my minds haunted by the verse.
I guess we’ll have to wait and see
What poetry will hold for me.