So many poems, so little time,
Should they make sense? Should they rhyme?
How can one person be inspired so much?
Will they come freely or should I rush?
Looking for clues and ideas here and there,
Seeking inspiration almost everywhere.
Looking at this person and the next,
Planning their story in my text.
30 poems in 30 days,
So many ideas, so many ways.
Ideas that come from inside my head,
From when I wake up until I go to bed.
Some may be silly, some may be sad,
Some may be excellent, others real bad.
I don’t always know just where to start,
But all my poems come straight from my heart.
©Tracey Louise Marinelli