The computer beckons me to write
It calls upon my fingers to type on its keys
It calls upon my brain to spew out its ideas
It calls upon my heart to vomit up its feelings
It calls upon my ears to find inspiration from the ambiance
It calls upon my eyes to analyze every typed or written word
The computer beckons me to write
Only sometimes do I answer its call
YOU ARE READING
Fairy Lights: A Collection of Poems
PoetryA collection of poems I made when my soul wept and wished to speak its peace.
