AS THE MIND, THE WORDS

I’m sad
So my tears flow out of a nib

I’m elated
So I babble through an ecstatic delirium of words

I’m worried
So I scribble away my anxiety

I’m filled with ennui
So my boredom plays between stanzas I craft

I’m angry
So my ire seeks release through a pen

I’m scared Continue reading →

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THOSE SOMETIMES…

Moments of silence
Moments of solitude
No clock, no companion
Moments in a pensive mood

Sometimes noon and sometimes night
Moments when the mind’s a maze
Cup of coffee by my side
Ceiling, window, idle gaze

Moments during a walk alone Continue reading →