Sonnet To Poemhunter.Com

often in the deep of night
and in my solitude i ask,
what deep spell do you cast
upon my lonely soul,
what hold do you posses
that you command my mind
to confess and write
sublime thoughts, happy dreams,
wild fantasy, and saddest rhymes?
what power do you have,
when my eyes and body
lie down to rest, that you bid me
to rise again and write once more
and pour out another verse
from my life?
and when i’m drained, tired,
ready to pause,
you call and call again
that i may send another verse
into your ever hungry mouth!