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My Creativity
#WritcoPoemPrompt58
I dreamt of falling down a well,
A narrow tube, deep beneath the earth,
Dark and moist, I saw a small child,
What’s it trying to tell?
An idea in my mind giving birth,
reaching with no choice, knowing all the wild, twisting and turning beneath the swell.
Water rising, covering and raising me up as well
bringing me to the light and connecting my soul to earth.
My creativity sinks, ebbs, flows and rises born and reborn through the swell.
That is what it is trying to tell.
© wallaani
I dreamt of falling down a well,
A narrow tube, deep beneath the earth,
Dark and moist, I saw a small child,
What’s it trying to tell?
An idea in my mind giving birth,
reaching with no choice, knowing all the wild, twisting and turning beneath the swell.
Water rising, covering and raising me up as well
bringing me to the light and connecting my soul to earth.
My creativity sinks, ebbs, flows and rises born and reborn through the swell.
That is what it is trying to tell.
© wallaani
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