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Friday, December 28, 2012

Birth

A poem birthed itself
At exactly 2:15 am
(Between dreams)

I couldn't sleep
Until I caged it.

It fluttered at the edges
Of my mind
and kept me awake.
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  1. Karen (formerly kcinnova)January 19, 2013 at 12:51 AM

    I have nights like that, when I cannot sleep until I get up, padding through the dark house and settling down to write.

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