Plethora Of Words

In the nighttime they visit
Swirling thoughts- cyclical, lyrical

In the daytime they stop in
Musical emotions- rhymes, sonnets

In the evening they hide
A  plethora of words- forgotten

I must strive, then
To keep pen in hand- always


4 Replies to “Plethora Of Words”

  1. My notebook is electronic but it’s never far away. (Evernote is your friend.)

    On the last stanza I wonder if flipping the dash pattern might end better.

    I must strive, then – always
    To keep pen in hand

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