On Writing: Poem
Stop pulling
Everything that blooming.
Today’s prompt –
Today I will write.
My words sometimes fight
Before I let them aircraft.
Once posted to read,
The poems can lead.
A single word, a catchy phrase
Become a base
For thoughts, emotions,
And outlet of motions –
They do not stay the same.
The change is like the blood
In the vein
In every lane and line.
Of mine.
Every word grows through the mud
And desires to bloom,
From a bud
And the spring flood.
Tomshinsky@2025
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