I started to carry paper and pen again. I get urges to write poetry at the strangest times.
"So tattoo your words
Within the story
Spread your ink
On each blue line
Make this story
One that we
Won’t soon forget"
A strong ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote
a blank page,hungry for the caresses of a feather quill pen and ink to stain it beauty across it's white world,wanting to explore the endless waves of possibility
Poetic Beauty, your words flow across my screen in perfect harmony with my minds eye. I sit here amazed by the raw talen you display.
Curve your letters
That create my words
Etch these paragraphs
In sensual red
OMG.....you really reached inside for those words. Chills touched me a little on that one..:)
I bow to you sister and you talent. Hang my head and say Master.
I love this idea of blank pages, creating a book together, out of pure love. That's actually what happens with every true love story. And that's so clever. Wonderful writing here, I have subscribed to you so I don't miss a story or a poem. Thank you
First off I'm on here to post my writing to have an outlet for my emotions. You will find a variety of poems. If you like take a moment and stroll through this poets mind.
Secondly be kind to each .. more..