Poets at work

Times past, ink stained finger tips,
laboriously fretting over words;
balls of paper, hard to come by,
rolling on the floor, kicked
in agitation of thought.
Hair standing on end,
blue tipped, indigo stained,
crazy testament to thought.
Groans of disappointment;
curses of frustration;
until that one word or phrase
is let loose..
then rapid scratching and
exaltation.

Poets at work.