I watched an artiste at work the other day…

Embryonic notion begets

passionate outpouring

as thoughts and emotions

tumble out in free-fall to

ramble ‘cross the mental screen

like a spider’s silky thread.

~~~

Now the work begins

of engineering words to fit,

as embedded nails,

hammered firmly into place,

Finely honed & precisely

fashioned parts.

~~~

Finding that exact nuance

and perfect imagery,

turning over every phrase,

experimenting with new style

pushing through tormenting pangs

of self-doubt and dissatisfaction

~~~

Pressing through Venetian-like

waterway of agonisings,

be-numbing brain cells,

‘Til birthing a living expression

with exultant exclamation

“It’s a poem”

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