Thoughts are like the wind
That can blow in all directions.
You have to harness them
When you are in reflection.
Seldom does a poem appear,
But must be created.
The mind goes to work as you write,
In bed or while you are seated.
If a theme for a poem appears
And gives you a thought.
Grab a pen and jot it down.
It can become a poem you sought.
well said
budd
One thing you made me think of. These days I seldom pick up a pen. I type it in my computer and spell-check it until the very end.
Amen