By Charles Robert Lindholm
In The Backside Of The Night
I Sit In Silence
In Flickering Candlelight
Listening
For The Whispered
Words Of My Muse
So I Can Write
Poems On A Page
Of White Paper
With My Pen
In Red Ink
That Flows
From My Heart
Scribbling Words
Into Poems On A Page
With The Same Passion And Joy
As A Child With His Crayons
Creates A Masterpiece
Of Refrigerator Art
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