ideas are fireflies at dusk,
fleeting flickers of light;
sometimes hover low to ground
sometimes fly high in air
~ musical notes on a staff
~ random words on page
~ scattered puzzle pieces
try to pair up, make sense,
fit together into beautiful picture;
tiny light bulbs spark bright new poem!
Grace hosts MTB: Ars Poetica revisited…see details at dVerse poets pub
a poem in my pocket 