Flow Form Fall

I love to write, when the words flow onto the page, form a story or fall as poetry

Today the words won’t flow or form or fall, my pen moves across the paper just markings on the page

There are days when they dance from pen to page and I smile as I write

There are days when my pen sings and a poem comes to life

Today they do not want to flow or form or fall

So this is what I wrote

Words do not always flow and form and fall

Not the way I thought they would

Not the way I want them to

Not the way I think they should I stop and pause Is that not where the magic is?

Is that not what I love?

That the words just like life

Will flow and form and fall.

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