Discarded thoughts collide, 
cast aside once too many times; 
now stride across crumpled sheets, 
from creative springs that rise, 
fuelling the pen and paper set alight.

Ideas once buried, now burst forth:

a battered note, a torn-out page, 
exploding in fervent rage... each
critic's stab, each cut so deep, 
pickaxes unearthing jewels, rough 
but each one worth their keep.