making poems

a poem basiccly bout me making poems and you liking them

The ink of black spread’s on the sheet

The words on my mind transfer from idea to reality

My intangible thoughts become tangible

My private words become public

The invisible writing in my head transfers to a visible lines and curves

My soft idea becomes hard as stone

The unwritten words slowly come out of the edge of a ball point

The rainbow of ideas becomes concentrated into one line

The letters work together to form a word

The words form a sentence then a paragraph then a poem

The ink looks like a code or a sequence of symbols from then on

Waiting for another person to walk up and stich each letter one by one

Like making a quilt one piece at time

Then transferred to someone else’s imagination

Rewritten and given a different meaning and concept

Turned to a thought that hides in your memories so you won’t find it

Just to realize you remember each word that you read

You remember the feeling you felt and what you thought

Best of all it happed al because I use my imagination

I put word and mixed the synonyms and rhymed this with that

To make it intresting