Poetry
While I write,
my dog sleeps
beside me.
His breathing
is soft and easy.
My cat is near.
He sleeps quietly
in his bed curled.
I am the only
one awake and
I’m trying to
write a poem.
Poetry is like
this scene.
Sometimes awake,
Other times sleeping.
But the poem
awaits creation
and awakening
of my soul.
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