A Charm Against Lost Poetry

A response to a prompt to write a charm–from NaPoWriMo 2014.


Moleskin from the nightstand,

Flowy pen set beforehand,

Blood shot eyes from tired head,

And a brilliant string of words not yet fled—

Always excite thee poet’s mind,

No matter what the time.

All My Guts and Soul



© J. Rae


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