abstract · Art · Digital drawing · doodle · Line art · poetry

Ode to mornings

Once upon a purple moon,

All grounds were bought from a store,

Which the bucks were really quality star.

Of its ground sold everywhere, I loved it then.

Now I have to bare a granule of a tablespoon

only which to pour on a cup of mornings

that start my body to shake and shiver,

Only to deliver from 2 to 5 pieces of work.

Albeit to my hands,

It will starts like no other.

Only stressed emotions sparks all over

when this caffeinated mind works over.





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