Cold morning;
floor to door,
thirty minutes.
Is there time
to pause,
to find
inspiration.
Reds, greens
of ready lights
VCR, cable, phone
bring back
a smile of Christmas.
Close enough.
Please tell me what you think
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You know I always thought that you could get inspired by anything (miss your bus poems by the way), and you show that every time you post a poem.
Lack of inspiration can be inspiring too.
Nice to see you posting again
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