Scratch of pen

by Jem Croucher

At this early hour a soft caress
as morning greets the day
and gently, with a growing light
pushes night away

A silence reigns, a pinprick fall
with no one else around
so scratch of pen on paper there
barely makes a sound

And inspiration freely flows
as words like morning come
and find the light of day until
my poetry is done

©Jemverse

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