Poetry flows
through my veins;
these words
are my lifeblood.
It begins with the pumping
of inspiration in my heart
transported by muse vessels
into my body of work.
It contains substances
that keep me functioning,
that sustain my life
and are my reason for being.
I must keep these verses
circulating from
my mind to my hands
to avoid writer’s clots.
Poetry flows
through my veins;
these words
are my lifeblood.
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Poetry flows
through my veins;
these words
are my lifeblood.
Poetry is transported
by muse vessels
into my body of work.
It is set in motion
by the pumping
of inspiration
from my mind
to my hands.
I must keep
these verses circulating
to avoid writer’s clots.
Poetry flows
through my veins;
these words
are my reason for being.
Poetry flows;
veins explode.
words uncloak
lifeblood prose.
like this poem...you know i always say poems come from the heart and soul and so you can always write a poem..based on how you feel.