POETRY ON MY MIND

THINKING

I got up this morning
With poetry on my mind,
So I sat right down
And wrote the first line.

I am not writing poetry
To see a book on a shelf;
I write for one reason
And that's to please myself.

I got up this morning
To face another day;
The words of my poetry
Started me on the right way.

I do not expect or need
The applause of men;
I have unlimited words
That are my best friends.

"What are you thinking?"
I am asked many times,
My answer to simple:
"I have poetry on my mind."

What is on your mind?
What is the burden of your heart?
Write that first line now
And a new adventure will start.