Friday's Rap

Nothing’s flowing from my brain
Not a word to ease the pain
Dropped my pencil on the floor
Watched it rolling out the door
Rose to follow, grab it back
Cross the threshold
With a whack
Banging heads, you’re coming in
With my pencil and a grin

“Here it is now sit on down!”

Smiling still, despite my frown.

“Write of life and far off dreams
Plans and hopes, and crazy schemes…
Fill us all with sage advice
We will come back and read twice
Fill our hearts and feed our souls
Raise our spirits set our goals.”

Purpose hidden, tried to see
Clouded muse neutralizes me

Just need...

A day to fill with my own dumb plans
Making music anywhere I can
Free my heart and free my mind
Lead me on where I can find
Life awake and moving fast
Jumping in never looking back
Snapping fingers , swaying hips
Twirling legs, and pursing lips
Shoulders moving , paint the scene
Ribs a swirling in between
Connect this woman to the words
Find a voice you’ve never heard
Real and true and so organic
calm and fresh, no signs of panic
Wrapped within my own embrace
Flying off without a trace.