Three short poems about writing poems

Lost Words

Words emerge

Hinting at the possibility of a poem

Most disappear before I catch them

Leaving a glimpse of an idea

And a touch of despair.

It’s a blessing and a curse

The urge to play with words

And memory loss

Ode to Spell Check

By a bad speller and worse typer.

Random clusters of vowels and consonants

Turn into words

My spelling checked and corrected

Without criticism

Night writer

Scary dreamer

Restless mover

Busy brainer

Sheep counter

Wider awaker

Bed abandoner

Pen and paper

Then remember

Can’t decipher

Laptop opener

Blank screen starer

Gotta start somewhere

Free writer

Self-inspirer

Rhyme hunter

Dawn yawner

Sleep succumberer

Slumberer