Tale Of The Tale

Scratching away

In the dead of night

Throwing down words

To the left, and the right

Reading them over

Discard and reject

Toss on the paper

Another concept

Scribble it down

Nothing has changed

Move them around

Words re- arranged

Lines on the parchment

Lacking in flow

Tweaking in places

A better tempo

Soon taking shape

Picture is growing

Pen oozing passion

Words are now flowing

Tale comes to fruition

In images bold

And now that it’s over

The story is told

© Fergus Martin

2012