Devonian

By Mover

Illumination

Illumination

I've started night school- creative writing
And find the homework quite exciting
Setting, character or plot
Dialogue, genre, like as not
I never know what's coming next
In my tortured, laboured text
I had a story up my sleeve
And then without a by your leave
Enter left Mahatma Gandhi
(The library came in rather handy)
I told my brother on the phone
It must have been my muffled tone
"Creative lighting, how's that work then?"
"You rack your brains, pick up your pen
And paper white as Bewick's Swan
And hope a little light comes on."

Devon doggerel by Mover

Went to the library today. Apologies to all the proper poet blippers

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