The Creative Spirit on a Cold Night

A Wonderful Poem by Drew, a very dear friend.
Peek into his fascinating world here:


Beneath a sea of frozen stars
The village goes to sleep
Save for a few souls still awake
Who dream a bit more deep

Poets write their words so sweet
Musicians craft a melody
Painters look to capture beauty
For all the world to see

The moon hangs overhead
An icy orb of light
To guide the spirit of those
Creating in the night

An artist pays no heed
To the day or time
For once they find a muse
There’s reason to the rhyme.

Copyright © Drew Martin 2018