The notion of comparing the writing of poetry to drinking caffeine emerged earlier today during my conversation with my friend Remo.
He also writes poetry at the wonderful site Maxwell Jazz.
The conversation inspired me to write this poem.
My thoughts are caffeinated without a cup,
Fluid thoughts pouring through my fingers
As I type my words,
Trying to keep up with the creative thoughts,
Without regard for spelling or hyphenation
(There is time for correction later).
Avoid the backspace key and keep up the words hot
As percolated messages that will soon be shared.
Almost to the Publish key
And then it’s time for a break for me,
A cold glass of orange juice to wash down the visions –
I got my caffeine fix while writing this poem.
©2012 Christy Birmingham