Such a simple instrument
that wrought this page;
this art; the feelings &
expressions
expanded from commonthought
and converted into poetry
but without thee, simple, petite pen
it is nothing
but cerebral jockeying waiting
to be born as something new
As something new... I wish I
As something new... I wish I could be an unwritten poem full of potential so that I could literally become anything... Great write!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
thank you. glad you enjoyed
thank you. glad you enjoyed it
A Process Poem
About writing and where it comes from and where it ends up, or not :D slc
fortunately a few of them
fortunately a few of them make it to the page. thanks for reading.