The sound of scribble gliding across paper
A euphoria of remembrance
Captured forever
Released from within
Bleeding on paper
I am the words of my pen
An abyss of whiteness
Disregarding blue lines
There are no boundaries
Expression
Cannot be confined
Obedient
To the margins
Penmanship
Collectively
Conspiring...
Knowing thyself
There are no blockages
In tune with
The fabric of my senses
Led by Intuition's
Spiritual vestige
Capturing impermanence
Relinquishing the essence
Tomorrow
Second guesses
Writer of today
Teaching me what
One has to learn
To obtain
Abstain
Ways
To say and feel
I stand still
Another day comes forth
Opposing actions
Reveal
of a writer
Speaker
of a story
Delve
Within concentration
Becoming the semantics
Before thee
I simply adore poems about the writing process ...........
and what it means to the poet to write. Is kind of like a hand crafted map as best as one can describe about the landscape of their crafting of their craft......... astonishingly lovely and I found it universal in your description of the process. I am sure many other writer's, poets and even artists could easily relate. Keep on sharing...... Sincerely Melissa Lundeen.
Becoming The Semantics
Incredible and wondrous adventure for writers and those who would write - Enjoyed and absorbed all of it - Lady A
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