I tend to write my slices in the morning before work or at the end of the day quickly before the cut-off time of 9 pm PST. I may be fresh in the morning but my thoughts are not fully formed. By evening they are fleshed out but have become too raw from over exposure. Writing once a week offers better refinement – but vulnerability is a great teacher.
The Woes of a Part time Writer
I wake writing greetings from dreamland to daytime,
thoughts dancing with sunbeams across the page.
My words are fresh, eager, benevolent,
but the incessant tick of the clock
steals coherency and poetic grace,
finally halting the process all together.
Trying to write before going to bed,
my words fall naked on a dimly lit page
unable to be wary in their weariness.
So many emotions fill the lines until
my sleepiness begs them to stop.
Pulling the comforter up over unfinished phrases
I am released from their siren call.
Once more I go to where the stars are writing
wordless dreams in my head.