The words that flow bring to light
Reminiscing thoughts in the night
Riding on the back of a gray beast
Prowling and revealing the deceased
Flying with wings crimson and amber
Thrashing within the hissing clamor
Escaping from the gravitational pull
Reflecting upon a past that is plentiful
From a self contained shell…hatching
Magnetically seeking and attracting
Tunneling into the burrows of the mind
Gathering red roses soaked in brine
Vivid images of what gets a writers juices flowing with the inspiration to put it down on paper/internet. In case you haven't already seen Billy Collin's explanation of this process, I'll send you an exerpt from his 'This Much I Do Remember' as a comment. Tom
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I would like to translate this poem
Wow T....that was incredibly vivid were you went with that one....loved it: O)