Storm writing
Storm writing A clear and not so pleasant screen This is not just a screen Mirror to mind, paint canvas A writer’s traffic jam Imagination hitting light speed Consciousness picks pieces Trying to get some meaning to some path Brain and emotions rumble A jumble of words and sentences Rough like granite before any chiseling Breaking new ground onscreen getting form Only sharing with inner voices, new friends only in words Director of all as the movie bonds to paper Only change that really matters now The real romance others may mimic Fantasy that opens imagination hanger doors Seeing color by the title An exhibit later at the covers opening Calmly it ends like all romantic adventures Storm writing