Treasure Island

Aidan Clevinger


Inspired


I've found that one's devotion to a significant other is directly proportional to how much one writes.

I have to confess something
(Please don't think me insane)
But when you're near the words just flow
From my pen, like the water
Drip-dropping on my window pane.

It's such a new, strange feeling,
I've never been so inspired.
My hand glides across the page
Though I'm hungry and I'm tired

Oh well, it's not unpleasant,
To have so much to say.
Maybe you could stay and listen?
Would that be OK?

Submitted: Monday, June 15, 2009
Edited: Tuesday, August 04, 2009

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Inspired by Aidan Clevinger )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. A Dream Within A Dream
    Edgar Allan Poe
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou

PoemHunter.com Updates

Poem of the Day

poet Helen Hunt Jackson

The month of carnival of all the year,
When Nature lets the wild earth go its way,
And spend whole seasons on a single day.
The spring-time holds her white and purple dear;
...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]