If it doesn’t draw me
There’s no attraction
A powerless magnet
Is no distraction
My mind is filled
With undone tasks
Why force myself
Why overflow this laden flask –
Sun now falling
Moon rising high
Stars embrace the tempting light
I succumb and write
ddversepoets.com Monday quadrille. Submitted Tuesday evening. Some days just too busy. The word is magnet.
I’m so glad you succumbed, Mary.
I love this line, especially: “Why overflow this laden flask”
I feel like that many days, too.
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