Whilst lying in the doldrums
Wondering what to do
Fingers tapping frantically
Waiting for a clue
A spark appeared within my head
And a voice whispered ‘It is time’
‘For what?’ I thought and tapped some more
As it said ‘To write this rhyme!’
So up I got,
In the doldrums not,
I was sparking and ready to go
I hit some keys and typed a word
Then found a little flow
No longer in the doldrums
I knew what I had to do
Fingers tapping frantically
Words appeared as if on cue
The words may say a little
But the typing means a lot
For when you’re in the doldrums
Just type – it matters not!
Posted for Eugenia’s Brew’N’Spew Café (link below)
(Typewriter image from Pixabay)
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