Flowchart

Arise, self, and drink some tea!
Pen in hand, fresh from a nap,
offer an idea or two.
Energize a bit of verse,
mix in a dash of rhythm.

As the tide pulls back the sea,
draw back the spiritless shroud.
A poem is an arena
you fill with your energy.

Cogitate the bric-a-brac
or free-form and just let go.
Nudge a hesitant notion
to at least get up and point.
Enter daily, limit one,
swim free within the waters.
Then, on Saturday, eat out.


[Rhythm: 7]  (Lines: 16)
PAD  July 10, 2012
Prompt: A Poem-a-Day Contest

Form:  Mirrored acrostic of, “A Poem-a-Day Contest”
          (Spells out, “A Poem-a-Day Contest,” down front and back.)