clouded skies

a sluggish brain

prose that will not flow

force the words out

wrest them from your gut

squash them into scenes

or procrastinate and let

the mind roam free on a breezy afternoon

sail a boat into the sunset

feel the wind brush your skin

smell the limu lipoa loaded with dictyopterenes

taste the brine that settles on your lips

watch the waves roll under

hear snippets of adventures from people nearby

let kahunas push up high in the channels

camp on an island with a zebra and lemur

sup from the keys up to maine

be rudderless and steer on sails

forge new memories

find new scenes

new words



let your writing soar