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