A good night’s sleep

Was all you needed

To lift you up

And create the bleeding

Of words to flow

The ebb and the sow

The fuse for the spark

The sound of the lark

Creating the music

The tune for

The lucid

Music comes first

But not always the way

Remember the moment

Was it words or the lament

Let yourself go

Close your eyes see the glow

Of words hear them now

Your muse you have found

Breathe in

The salt air

Wish I was there

To blow you away

With things

You will say

From your heart

There is true art….