~Inspired~

The wind is blowing,
like an angry god
huffing his resentment.

The flame by which
I write is flickering
in a subtle draft,

I linger over my memories
as I explore my craft.

Words flow freely in
the gentle light,

capturing them before
they escape in
the billowing dark.

The ideas I inscribe
until I get it right,

I am spurred on
through the howling
night.

~©Jazzi Ryan Ranes~

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Jazzi Ryan Ranes

Disseminator of anomalous information. Curator of Letters, Word Maker, Poet, Freethinker.

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