Poetic Inkwells and More

  Content Creators The writers and poets, Creators of content and more, Face every morning as if A new idea will appear out of nowhere. Wishful thinking my friend. Ideas are content makers. My content calendar is spotty. I have a morning routine. After my routine, I am fast at work creating A new poem for my calendar. The creation process is in stages An inkwell hides from the pen. The writer or poet mistakes the spotty calendars as empty days. What often appears blank or invisible Is necessary to complete the thought process. The ideas all come together. Each idea embeds like a player Inside my mind until all the ideas orchestrate a symphony of sounds. The sounds of each creation Plays out until the time Comes for more calendar content. My calendar is like a talent scout. Needs summon talent. Who needs my talent? What ideas and inkwells are still hiding? The writers are content creators. I see my poetic pen move by God's Spirit.

  The sand is soft on the soles of my feet.  My thoughts are drifting into sand dunes.  One thought takes me back--  to my summer days at the beach.   Then I hear the scripture, “Time is short”. (I Cor 7:29 KJV)  This scripture is like a Clarion Bell calling all of us--  Single or married to serve. Day dreamers will miss their turn to serve. Day planners serve while there are still open windows of time to fill.