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This waterfall of words inside me
Keeps me going, keeps me sane
From one uneventful moment to the next.
And when a drought deprives me
Of fluid elaborations,
An evening's worth of reading,
Be it Fielding, Faulkner, or Twain,
Seeds my cloudhead, and a brainstorm
Of inspiration tumbles down.

Reviews

[John Cardwell]

You worked that metaphor wonderfully to the very last drop. Thanks for sharing WC. Keep 'em coming!