The IdeaWrite down your ideas.
I did last night,
got out of bed and grabbed
a pen and paper and, like a child
chasing fireflies, caught
bright ends of a thought.Sleep came quick
when my head hit cushion,
for a piece of my mind was safe
by the bedside table.
My body unburdened by the weight
of the unrecorded.Morning arrived without flourish.
Neither the jolt of bad news.
Work was fine, the meals far
from sublime, small talk
and I was back to my room.A glint
from the cap of a pen.Ah, the idea.
Like a child hungry
for an endless gaze at her prized insect,
I hopped towards my conquest.
Two hands on either side of the page.
Eyes shifting
till they stopped in shock.I got out of bed for this?
In front of me, before the red sun was my idea,
dry as a paper wing.—Razel Estrella
04 March 2022
Poem 4, 2022
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