Previously posted on writerscafe.org
Day ended
Reality suspended
Time has melted away
the vein of my pain
Ink
splatter
Drip
Drip
Drip
Spilling
flows
of emphatic
shudders
Bleeding
Being
Ink
literally
Sashaying
around curves
Oh to escape
one World
to another
Break out
by bathing
naked Hearted
The intensities
of colors
flowing free
leaks of fluid
from the mirrors
of my Soul
Dancing to rhythms
hinting of their
hidden truths
For I scribe
and it is NEVER
just Poetry
I let Pieces
of me Flow
through
metaphors
spoken by
a heart full freed
I let words
gather and drip
they run wild
they live free
they chase
the night
like stars
And from these
Lonely lips of mine
curves of script glow
On ignited page
I emerge
By Samantha Campbell