~ Ink

~ Ink, E.L. Elisa Laura, Freestyle Poetry, me, Rehab wich can't be a Rehab, Slave of the Pen, a Poetic Junk :D

~ Ink

 

 

Powerful thoughts arising

Surrounded by beauty of nothing

Yet can be influenced in a

Poetic peaceful space

I breathe...

Wander and flying

Thoughts past my face,

As if my mind will be jumping

With such evidence,

Out of nowhere ...

Where is the border?

 

Where you're an artist?

And where you become insane?

How close all lays within,

Those creative brains...?

 

What are the forces

Of struggle

In just a moment of rest

If the writer calls,

The pen dances,

And your heart can not

Do anything then follow...

 

I write out of myself now

Like I did earlier,

It is the ink that is dominant

Colored in red tones

Love has prevailed

The proverbial

 

 

~ Elisa Laura

 

 

Author's Note

Just to be in my mind, is a maze....
Feel free....

Thank you xx

Reviews

[Pax]

First stanza:
~ ahh, I breathe in the beauty of nothing as our thoughts wonders… our life is poetic form as I perceived it…

Second stanza:
~ again our thoughts are in flight.. jumping out of nowhere… from thoughts to thoughts without borders… if I may say… the mind is a vast dimension like a two mirrors stand together you’ll see infinity all depends on how your think and feel the surroundings …

Third stanza:
~ oh, how those question manifest itself are true beauty of the mind… there is a fine line between an artist and being insane on our work… and that is balance… we can create all types of insane thoughts, words or our craft as long as we hold on into reality.. and that’s balance I think…

Fourth stanza:
~what a wonderful perception , yes at times … but then I always thought the heart dictates what it felt then the mind translate as the pen follows….

“Love has prevailed
The proverbial”
Last stanza:
~ the ink is the result of our life within our soul(when the heart and mind are one)… the love for art had succeeded….

My Dearest Friend, I love this write for its peaks so much of you and the art you are creating… Brilliant as always :)
Your friendly neighbor
w.Pax:)

Beautiful review my sweet friend, how do I love it too see you perceive, receive and creating very good philosophies, just amazing, thank you so much my friend, I keep on reading you over and overb:)

Last word without the "b" I'm on my phone outside x x

[Pax]

oh... your most welcome.... I'm glad you liked it... i did read over and over again to see some errors..:D this piece has some value that creates those thoughts..

You are brilliant my friend :)))

[Pax]

likewise ;) for your brilliant as well...lets fly high :D

Always dear.... With ink and water and oil paint lol xx :) and ecoline....

[CS]

This explains it! I went to your rehab cell last night with a bottle of wine and a board game and you were no where in sight. I thought we could have a nice mute evening but you were gone. I should have been upset but I couldn't help but smile. You must have escaped, I thought. I knew you had found your freedom! I am glad you got your voice back, dear lady :)

If any of us were sane, we wouldn't be here spilling our poetic guts. Poets are interesting creatures to be sure. We thrive on the balance of muteness and speech. We have no borders but we need to get in the cocoon sometimes so we can grow new wings.

I am glad to see you flying! :)

LOL yes, I know sis, ha! I cheated on you last night, and I hate the Poetic Junkie in me. I knew you would say this haha.... :) You know how it is exactly, when we are in rehab, and I'm lost, my junk is speaking :P :) You're so right, we are all insane, and it is most beautiful. And that is so true, the cocoon, to be reborn again, and again and again.... I will never ever again sneak out just like that lol, next time you go with me ok? :) Thank you for this most wonderful review sister love X

[kublakhan27]

I do believe I'm in the company of a masterpiece here Elisa...this is so much more than a poem...your assessment of the plight of an artist speaks to me with an authority that I will not soon forget, and I'm not exaggerating one bit...my favourite piece from your catalogue to date :)

I'm humbled by your lovely words S. :) Thank you so much, for the review, and the fav... that means so much to me!

[kublakhan27]

You're very welcome, I speak from the heart :)

I like your heart. And the way you think! Beautiful.

[kublakhan27]

It takes one to know one :)

Thank you so much... for saying that :)

[kublakhan27]

;)

[michael.c.m]

"I write out of myself now..." a most excellent phrase. Nice write.

Thank you my friend, happy to have you always here. :) will come back for your artworks :D

[Mark]

The powerful release of creativity inspired by beauty to love or pain or just from the inner recesses of the mind and soul.And I love the part about the creative being so close to being insane. If this were not so, there would be no vision! Beautifully written piece.

I'm glad you can feel this piece my friend... yes, you're with me on that level and border I see... ;-) Thank you very much.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

OMG!...this is soooo me Sis!...on the border of insanity sometimes. I make myself crazy even when I am sleeping, poetry is constantly flowing...and I feel like I have to wake up and write it down, or lose it the next morning. (which has happened many times) :(

"Wander and flying

Thoughts past my face,

As if my mind will be jumping

With such evidence,

Out of nowhere ...

Where is the border?



Where you're an artist?

And where you become insane?

How close all lays within,

Those creative brains...?"~ Sheer perfection!...I could not express this any better..Amazing!

You're my kind... really sis. That is exactly what it is... and what it is to me too.
Thoughts, swirl-whirl always like a hurracane in my head... there is never rest... :) I'm very happy that you and I connect in this... (that's what made our collaboration so intense back in the days). Love you XXX

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i get a van gogh feeling from the poet...love can drive us insane and then the words start bouncing off rubber walls.

He he... I've still both of my ears lol ;-) fortunately, it is the poetic junk in me who can't stop writing, even if I yearn for a rehab.... Thank you my friend will review more of your good writings tonight I hope :)

[Ken Simm.]

I heard it said I draw like I breathe. You write in the same way.

I'm glad you feel connected my friend, I think you're an artist, you some times write, like it too, of what I've been reading from you, I hope tonight, I can draw you some words fellow artist :)

[Frieda P]

This just flowed from the page into my heart, I feel it's pulse. Such wonderment in this read, and that which only the poet can truly see, touch and feel.

Where you're an artist?

And where you become insane?
How close all lays within,
Those creative brains...?

Poetic genius! You always hit the mark my dear Eli.

I feel so honored by your words sweet Frieda :) thank you dear x it means a lot to me, you understood my fellow poetess X :)

[Frieda P]

Always my pleasure, this was a delight xo

Muwah xxx

[Horizon K.]

Elisa, I completely connected with this as lately I have been feeling so like I am walking on the edge of this border... where my pen, fingers on this keyboard dance, to let some inner thought out and create itself... and as I watch it I become it...
I love what JustLorry said below too... no rules... no constraints.... let the dancing pen take you where your mind flows.
And the first stanza was breathtaking dear sister.
xx HK

Awwww love thank you, I am honestly grateful for what you've just said, yes dear Lorry and Scotsman, is a wonderful seeer, and feels me always. For him poetry don't need any rules... as free as it should be revolutionair, as history repeat itself...... thank you dear sister, you touch my core always with your amazing insights! xxxxxx Eli