Who's dictating this poem?

Question

Lighting strikes,

Mind revives,

We won the fight,

Hand scurry's to write.

Words are flowing.

Mind is hurrying.

Righty keeps up.

I'm serious, no bluff.

Washed-up pen,

comes to an end.

Vision in awe.

It's been so long.

Look at these writings!

Writers block gone.

Por fin glad tidings.

Hand & Brain say farewell,

Buenas noches,

See you later

Good night!

© 08/19/08

Answer 1

Mom of 2, way to go...I really like the bounciness of this work!

Answer 2

The dictator of this poem is your inner self.  Well done!

Answer 3

I'm guessing either the refrigerator or the small oscillating fan in the bedroom?

Answer 4

Isn't that a wonderful feeling?!

Great speedy poem!

Sweet dreams...

Answer 5

Very impressive! I suggest comma's between por, fin and glad tidings on line 15- just to make it easier understood. Other than that, well done!

I'm not sure what you mean by "Dictating the poem"... so I'm going to leave my answer at that. Great job, keep writing!

Answer 6

And you spurted very well! This happens to all artists. Somehow, the Muse always returns.