Sat Here Thinking

Sat Here Thinking


I sit by the fire,
to write my only desire.
I can hear a roar,
an old time movie score.
Words rush around my head,
the page waiting to be fed.
A stillness held me fast,
now releasing me at last.
A myriad of ideas,
appear then quickly disappear.
If to one I could hold,
a poem would unfold.
I could feed the page at last
releasing it..from its fast.


© 2018 Taylor Crowshaw



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Eric James

Tue 9th Oct 2018 06:40

I love how your words flowed together seemingly effortlessly. Nicely done!

Big Sal

Fri 5th Oct 2018 16:02

Definitely one of your best pieces Taylor. Each line held significance, and more than that, each line fed into the next by virtue of emotion and lyrical quality.

Nice rhythm to it as well.?

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Taylor Crowshaw

Thu 4th Oct 2018 18:16

Thank you Jane and Trevor..your support is very welcome and much appreciated..?

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Thu 4th Oct 2018 16:02

Fantastic! Love this Taylor!?

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Trevor Alexander

Thu 4th Oct 2018 15:12

Ah yes, the ephemeral vagaries of the muse.

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