Poetry

By

Betty Deloris Arotin



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Ideas


Little creatures of the mind

That scamper in and out.

One moment clear,

Then hidden behind

A misty cloud of doubt.

I long to catch and hold them,

But who can grasp a vapor?

Ah ha!

I capture them with pen

And prison them on paper.





All poems in this web-based eBook have been transcribed and edited from author's handwritten journals compiled between 1963 through 1969.