A Pantoum About Writing

I shall write 10,000 words.

The sun is calling my name instead.

My brain is humming with lords and ladies

as I tend to my flower bed.

The sun is calling my name instead.

To learn how to dictate aloud

as I tend to my flower bed

would be a feat indeed.

To learn how to dictate aloud

while romance and mystery collide

would be a feat indeed.

I shall write 10,000 words.