Thought inspires
When I tire, my mind carries on
I could write of anything
I often think in song
Rhyme is just a simple tool
I use it to retain
Then from time to time I let it spill onto the page
Wave after wave, residual of mist
Accumulating endlessly
The ink begins to drip
Sifting through the thoughts
Strung up in a frame
Slave to simple structure
Similarity, innate
thInkStains 
Hello there… I was skimming through the recent posts and stumbled upon your blog. I really like the title–thinkstains– I am a sucker for great titles. I read quite a few of your poems and felt a need to comment on this one. Nice work.
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Thank you. I’ll have to return the courtesy and check out your page. Glad you enjoyed my work.
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