Whims of Writing by Carol Eliassen

I have a whim to write

so write I will

Can’t believe I am

Being this still

I type and I type

To no avail

I can’t believe it

So I guess I will

What says the key

Can it really be

An a or a y

I really can’t say why

I have a whim to write

So write I will

When night time comes

I pick up my quill

Some say I’m lazy

And others say naught

When I sit here and write

I’m not such a snot.

I love the sound of the keys

That clank

Or the pen that strikes

As I sit down to write.

Well here we go again

Picking up where we left off

Not quite sure what to write

But at least it’s a start.

Good night my protagonist

It was good to see you again

I’ll finish your scene

Without you letting out a scream.

The days are long

And the nights too short

I’ll finish your story

Sometime in the morning

With coffee brewed

And in the mood

I’ll pick up where we left off

And again we will start.

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