for poems, for stories,
where do you find the words
you need to write,
where are they hiding, waiting
for you to discover them?
It's like playing a game
of hide-and-seek, isn't it?
You search inside your journal, between
the blank pages, hoping to find them there,
or you look inside the barrel of your pen
wondering if they're concealed there,
or you examine the book you're reading
to see if they might have gotten lost in its pages,
or you look outside your office window on the chance
they might be floating like clouds in the air
and all you need to do is
reach out and grab them,
or maybe they went for a ride on the wings
of the crows cawing above the roof
and you just have to wait
for them to return,
or maybe they're like beads on a string
wrapped around your wrist
only you can't see them until
you reach for your pen and open your journal
and begin moving your hand across the page
like this.
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