Poem 147:


Van Gogh – Starry Night

Never Write a Bad Poem…


If I should choose to never write a bad poem
I guess, perhaps I would never write again
but what would I do with these thoughts
should I paint the air with starry nights?

But no, Van Gogh I’m not
but if I do not write, the words will cry out
so tonight I will put pen to test,
and see if the poem will give them rest.

The words are children that tell a story
of things that arise in dreams,
reflections that fill a starry night
with fables & heroes dancing in twilight.

© 2013 by James Spruell All rights reserved

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