Penning

Inside a writer's mind

The pen

my sharp object

inflicts pain

demonstrates emotion

draws lines

leaves dark smudges

droplets of tears

on wet paper

laughter heard from my room

evokes fantasy 

look at the moon

opens doors

 dark places

strangles my breath

shredded pages

lost in the word

wandering in chapters

rescuing beautiful maidens and dragons

my mind halters

in alleyways and corners

holding hands with imaginary monsters

floating bodies drowning in sorrow

 lexicon forming

 to find the answers

my glass raises to meet the challenge

words wrestling

sitting in silence

the dawn emerges 

and I see light

this love affair has taken flight!

Reviews

[Pragati Chaudhary]

I loved this piece. Beautiful........
Thankyou!

[Hebe]

Thank you 🙏🏻

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Very relatable piece, Hebe.

In streamlined fashion, you have illustrated just what it means to be a writer; to pick up the quill and go to war on the page, spilling forth all many of emotions and all the tales that our minds can imagine. And when we find ourselves unable to find the words to unleash our imagination, we dwell in a most horrible plane.

Every writer will be able to relate to your story, Hebe.
Continue to take flight as Keats so wonderfully described....."on the viewless wings of poesy."

Fine work.

[Hebe]

Thank you Dooley ypur review is always appreciated :)

[Pete]

nice. this reads like a writers creed. if a writer is cut, she bleeds ink. in touch with one's thoughts & feelings - wielding a pen to get them out ...

reminds me of:

"Write while the heat is in you. The writer who postpones the recording of his thoughts uses an iron which has cooled to burn a hole with. He cannot inflame the minds of his audience." - Thoreau

[Hebe]

What a genius he was..... exactly like that...... thank you my friend:)

[Pete]

you're welcome Hebe. now you see why i'm such a fan of Thoreau (& you).

[Hebe]

Awww thanks :)

[Coyote Poetry]

When the mind begin to think. We can wander to a million places. I liked the places and thoughts you shared in the poetry. Sometime we must overcome our mind and our thoughts to see clear and to know what we need. I liked the use of the language leading to strong closing. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Hebe]

Hi John, thank you for stopping by:)

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure and you are welcome.

[emmajoy]

What a wonderful description of how the imagination gradually goes from standing to destination! You'v used words very sparingly but each phrase moves the process along - very skilfully. The ending is just perfect.. '.. this love affair has taken flight' Words do that!

[Hebe]

Thank you for your insightful review :)