Writing Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Wearniness hits those eyes
everything begins to blur;
been a long day at the computer
but the spirit won’t be deterred.
Compelled by a passion
that burns from within
senses become energized;
life is flowing from her pen.
Familiar rustlings in her soul,
yet from one moment to the next
she never really knows
what might spill out in some text.
So, on and on she lets it flow
a gift, a work, a treasure;
doesn’t matter where it goes
because it’s always such a pleasure.