My poem “Zombie Flower Pickers” is the reason why I keep a notepad and pen next to my bed. My mind tends to wander as I fall asleep and that’s when the ideas start flowing. I get ideas for new melodies, stories, strange names, unusual quotes and yes, new poems. All I have to do is grab the pen and jot the idea down before it dissipates forever. It’s a little tricky to do in the dark by the light of the alarm clock but once it’s written down, it’ll still be there in the morning.
“Zombie Flower Pickers” started out as images of women wearing long, flowing dresses, and then I imagined them standing in the field picking flowers. When I saw their faces, they appeared gray and lifeless, as if they were zombies. That’s when I jotted down a few words in my notepad so I could write the poem later. I like how it turned out.