NPM 2011 - Poem 1 of 30

Awaiting a squall of sound,
tremor of words, these distant
fingers begin typing, aware of
the Times New Roman time-keeper
hastening my thoughts--and my worry.

"...after 25 minutes of inactivity."

Famous last prompt for soon to be written
infamous first lines--of poetry.

And so this begins.



Copyright 2011 Tammy Melody Gomez