a master poet has been up for hours writing
but no food has passed lips no drink no coffee
quenched thirst a break a desire for food to drink
is a need earlier ignored ignored in writing writing;
now a reward a need for food drink will be met
writing writing will wait words will be released
but later later a time for reward refreshment rest
waits waits the old poet smiles will soon get up;
leave this table chair
place of writing writing
prepare a meal not
of word mind but food drink
to be consumed a long
awaited meal consumed;
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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