Creative Awakening
Suddenly
from somewhere
deep in my mind
my creativity awakens
and I become an artist.
The rest of the time
I am neat, tidy, organized, rule-following...
But when my creative
switch turns on,
STAND BACK.
My room becomes
a disaster zone.
My dreams are vivid.
I flit back and
forth from fiction
to reality.
I don't
want to sleep at
night. I act on
impulse. I reach out
to people
with sporadic enthusiasm.
It's nearly impossible
for me to be on time.
I make a mess...
but a BEAUTIFUL
CREATIVE MESS
This poem is about:
Me