Outside of the story which short circuits
my electric being, I ground, circled
by children and pets. Village amity
surrounding me, I don’t mind, happily
embracing each being who infiltrates
my writing space. Poetry congregates
the playful generations. Creation,
like chocolate, produces serotonin.
Inspired by: Village, Chocolate, Mind and Amity and today’s poem which came in bits and pieces, scribbled madly in tiny spaces between visits, stories, games and songs and many pets, purrs and happy barks.