01. A poem and a prompt

The first in a new series of poems (pretty fresh and quite possibly still in progress, depending on how I feel later), with the prompt that they stemmed from in case you'd like to play along.

Hello lovely people. I am writing from the depths of jet lag but am delighted to report that, despite my out-of-sync sleep state, my creative fires are still sparking. Admittedly, this is often at 3.30am or thereabouts, my fingers furiously tapping on the Notes app in the night. But I’m trusting that, with time, I’ll be back to a pre midnight bedtime.

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