Sammi’s weekender – Anew

At night they come
poems left undone
words yet to write
from mind ‘n sight
as craft anew
they slowly grew
words darkness knew
I begged to plead
I really need

Look both ways in day or night, no poem’s ever done,
till from the poet its freedom’s won.
Be awake and mindful of the gaps.

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