Spontaneous Composition

Art by my dear daughter, JB. She calls this one “Energy” . I am so inspired by her creativity!

In moments of happiness,
it is hard to find the words to say,
but, in the times of deep sadness,
my mind explodes with poetry.

Invigorated and frustrated,
my hands frantically search
for pens and scraps of paper
in a world of illuminated screens.

Try as I might, I cannot compose
with only my thumbs,
and my mind screams and cries
like a baby that needs to be tended to.

Read more of my poetry about creativity.