Sunday’s gone, it’s 2:00 a.m.
I realize I’ve missed the weekend.
Caught in a whirlwind of words and lines,
Flowing with ease that connect and bind
My heart to the story…
The story to my heart…
The most precious way for a writer to lose time.
Deborah A. Bowman
BowmanAuthor and Writer/Editor 
Love this. xxx
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Thanks, Adele Marie. Only writers “Get” this. 📚
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🙂
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Definitely a writer’s paradise!
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Thanks, Syl. I’m sure you know this feeling of exhausted accomplishment as well.
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You’re welcome, Deb and for sure.
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How lovely your prose is, Deborah. I’m enthralled. ❤
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Thanks, Colleen. You and I both write from the heart. That’s our common bond, as well as many other beliefs and feelings.
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I always marvel at how like minds find each other. ❤
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Destiny!
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LOL! ❤ ❤ ❤
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I love this poem, Deborah. Unfortunately, I have to take breaks from writing or my children would starve but I definitely understand this joyous feeling.
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We all have to put food on the table. Since I am mobility-restricted, it’s a blessing that I can edit, format, publish for others from home!
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This is lovely. I lose many weekends (and days) caught in the magic of words. 🙂
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Yes, so do I … obviously. I am such a wordsmith, I will search my mind, my heart, my feelings for just the right word, the perfect synonym because I never use the same word twice, next to each other, unless it is a purposeful pun or credible association. Words are to be made into glorious “word paintings”! Thank you, the very talented D. Wallace Peach. You’re on my reading and review list, which is growing wonderfully!
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🙂 Yay!
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So true. It’s a very special kind of magic. Thanks, Deborah.
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