Eyes glance away
If sight unseen
Our world is filled
With rainbows
Happy ever after scenes
Point out
The hidden
Lift up
Move and draw
Eyes
Opening
To worlds
Now seen
What inspires one to write? For me it is an irresistible urge to assemble words together that results in the creation of imagery that I experience when I look at the world around me. I can not remember a time that I was not writing, especially poetry. To write a poem is to use the fewest words to create a glimpse into a new world or perspective. By Allison Brown
Friday, July 30, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Raw
Emotions sit upon me
Gulp, gasp
Spinning, sinking
Inhaling each motion
Float with a tide
Rushing over my mind
Make me still
Numb, overwhelmed
Movement, raw
Falling into depths
Dark corners
Hidden thoughts
Building up
Breath, see
Turn away...
Gulp, gasp
Spinning, sinking
Inhaling each motion
Float with a tide
Rushing over my mind
Make me still
Numb, overwhelmed
Movement, raw
Falling into depths
Dark corners
Hidden thoughts
Building up
Breath, see
Turn away...
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