Inspiration

Every person who crosses my path is a prompt to pen.

Every critter who scurries along presents a challenge to create.

Every nuance of nature my gentle nudge to write new poetry or prose.

Every needful thing calls out for a voice of verse in which to sing its own song.
　

I know only of god and ruth

One Word - Autumn - the Fall of Truth

It is the ill litter I see in Illiteracy

And love lives on in Tweedledum and Tweedledee


And so it goes with this thing called Inspiration.


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The inspiration for this? My aMUSEr and his Challenge