POEM: goodnight, I have written all I have needed to - tonight.

(Unknown)

I, having been dormant
for many                   years,
feel like what I write may be...
                                          edit and pull back-
I know it has been to long,
for a boy in the black robe
has laid quiet                   for too long.

Wow!
                              here I am,

writing,
and seeing there is a window,
                                    in the distance,
a tree blooming in the spring,
                                          cliché-

I see something, just outside of myself,
it seems cold,
but real-                        or is it.

A thought, of a New Coin,
the one you get,
                                    in a candy, store-
the one
            that signifies you have paid your dues,
as you suck on fingers,
tasting cotton melt away,
as you remember-                        what you learn
as the coin tarnishes in your pocket.

But-                               pen in hand,
fingers                   in motion,
the thoughts       race...

the image and need pass...

goodnight, I have written
all I have needed to - tonight.

                                  ~ klaus andrews