They are sparked by a feeling
Whether happy, mad or blue
It is fueled by deep emotion
And it comes out honest, true
It glides onto the paper
In little blocks or one big purge
No stopping once it starts
It's an uncontrollable urge
Sometimes they take mere seconds
Others only a minute or two
They open up what is inside
So I can show it all to you

by Haley Akin

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The waning sky grows faint and blue, It wants an hour still of day, Aboard! aboard! my gallant crew, O Lady mine away! away! A lovely poem of pure and deep passion.