Saddling up before the dawn’s light
Chasing gloomy shadows away
Sipping on hot and strong dark brew
Battling cobwebs that cloud one’s mind

Taking a firm stand, making time
Clearing away all past clutter
Thinking, writing and enjoying
Painting with a bounty of words

Resolved to frustrations, and yet
Never again to waver or stop
Learning, knowing and improving
Poetry – One’s dream of an Art

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