PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

"Again, 

again, it's been so long, 

yet the feeling still runs 

deep inside. 

As though not a second 

separated this and the last, 

my heart racing 

my fingers fluttering. 

To spin a tale, 

weave a rhyme, 

picking up a rhythm 

lost to time. 

The reason? 

Inconsequential, 

or unimportant, 

rather. 

It's been so long, 

it seems, 

but currently at ease 

letting flow out 

what some call the soul, 

others call just words, 

or poetry. 

The goal 

in the end is to spark a flame, 

light up a mind 

with imagery. 

Personified, 

the thousand miles 

traveled, 

just to have another light 

come into my life. 

Again, 

the slow boil of the machine 

turning over to toil 

and burn and smoke 

and chug along the engine 

of mine, 

the mind 

that writes. 

Taking corners too fast, 

imagery still spinning 

left and right, 

picking up speed 

and becoming a runaway, 

such mass and inertia 

turning energy 

into nothing less than unstoppable. 

To write again, 

to sing, or dance, 

to do what you have done 

because it is who you are, 

it's every fiber of your body, 

every sliver of your soul... 

is intoxicating, 

gratifying. 

It's heaven, 

absolute heaven. 

When you're below the beloved Ocean 

of Life, 

it's waves and currents 

holding you underneath. 

That moment you see the surface, 

the ballet above 

of the light dancing 

and beckoning you up for air. 

That moment you swim up, 

the sun becoming brighter as you draw closer, 

the cold water becoming clear,

you're so near, 

the warmth of the top 

felt through, 

but you're not quite there yet. 

Swim! 

Swim harder, 

reach for the surface, 

because that exact moment 

you burst through, 

inhaling that open, 

sweet, succulent air 

of inspiration... 

filling lungs, body, 

mind and soul... 

it is 

absolute heaven; 

to be inspired again. Gorgeous."