From inside my head
to my computer screen,
I collect storybook ideas.
Too many to count or mention
each range from simple objects:
a noose, golden tokens, ghosts, and fire shaped bodies,
to basic concepts, such as a black stallion conjured with red eyes
and the ability to breath fire.
Each waits to be a poem or a short story.
They still wait,
even after I collect more,
until I can develop their forms.
Once I develop their forms,
they still wait for publication.
David Hernandez