My newest poem (I fixed the link)

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Have you ever found yourself lying in bed unable to sleep with words rattling around in your head….  only, those words don’t quite work.  They can’t quit make the page.  I keep a pad of paper by my bed because occasionally they do and I’ll write something I am really proud of.  That is usually how they find me.  Yeah, THEY find ME.  I don’t write poems, they write me.

Here is my latest poem, ironically, about the process itself.

It is called Birth of a Poem

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