Randomly Inspires
(An acrostic ottova rima)
Randomly the muse it inspires me
Anywhere or time striking like lightning
Notebook channels raw electricity
Down it flows my God it is frightening
Once it starts it sparks burning like a tree
My hand puppet writes automatically
Like a burnt out bulb that suddenly dies
Yellow ring of light fading from my eyes
Inspiration flash rumbling nowhere near
No matter how hard i try to listen
Softly falling rain is all i hear
Perhaps I can't write if there's no friction
I must go hunting don my mining gear
Rubble I've sifted to see the glisten
Emerald words set in a ring of gold
Sapphire eyes sparkle ruby lips wax bold
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