Inspiration Time - Poem by Rik Bertrand
Inspirational writings in a time not so bright,
I cry out for the words that will get me through the night.
Time has taken its toll on all that is right,
And I cannot find the words down deep inside I want to write.
I wander the lands during the night and the day,
Taking side roads and deer paths and losing my way.
Inspiration is out there, and I know that I can find it,
I must continue to trek on and I must get a grip.
Time controls the rhythm of the words I write,
It controls the inspiration and the idea light.
Time takes me on journeys to find my desires,
It controls my heart, my soul, and my inner fires.
I must dredge on and capture the bottle of time
So that I can win back my words and my rhyme.
Pray for me, and hope that I am not denied,
The inspiration to write and the replenishment o f
All the tears I cried.
REB (AUGUST 2012) because someone out there needs inspiration to write
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