This one's especially for TAPS, and all the other midnight writers
MIDNIGHT In the quiet after midnight then my artistry awakes and in the dark when others sleep, that's when the fit of writing takes my hand and mind and bids me think... It skips and tumbles down the page leaving in prints of pen-and-ink images I never thought before and thoughts never imagined-- They enter through the midnight door from moon- and star-light fashioned. ~1985 Sign in to see full entry.