Writing in my car
Writing in my car
not texting,
but shaping words
in my head
instead
of words
that sing–
or get tossed
upon the page–
I imagine.
I imagine,
without a page,
my words are lost
upon
the world,
so writing
this morning,
my words unfurled,
is a stone
to trip a reader
down side up.
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Yes, and it did stop me and thank you for not keeping them (the words) to yourself.
I enjoy your comments, always. I hope it was not an unpleasant stop…
Great description of a writer’s process and motivation
Thanks, Jim…