Truth rushes in to fill my spirit as ink swirls upon my skin.............
In my ways this pen has always found a reason to find itself in between my hands.
Sometimes I take the time to ask if this is it, when truth rushes in to fill my spirit as ink swirls upon my skin.
I am not afraid of storms that breathe into this poetry I write, because all its winds lead me to those places, where I can feel.
Does a constant need bring excitement leaving us sailing away on songs lying at the bottom of our hearts? Is this the place we roam?
A place where memories keep hoping we will let them in as they surround the years rising to sing in a key our voices never meant to sing again.
Do not tell me I break the rules when I try and turn the wheel of fate. You know I will always be the one, trying to fill the empty air with song.
But tell me, how does one close up emptiness when it’s been there so long even the world thinks it’s part of the air they breathe?
In my ways this pen wakes me, gives me back my heart. Delighted, I find myself wondering if I should sign my name, or pour this emptiness I filled, back into my pen and part.
Maybe, just maybe we forget that people who write are actually using their imagination .. soooo, who's to know if we write fact or fiction?!
Until fairly recently I was wary of being as open in here than in my 'first world', various folk had misinterpreted things I 'said', so i hurt, reacted maybe foolishly. Now I do what I want; people who bother to read between the lines know the truth.
Your wonderful poetry says much the same but in such a regal, subtle way, Neva .. your phrasing is second to none, I really taste your words and lick my lips afterwards - whatever the theme! Liza will be so very grateful for what you're saying here
There's both sadness and joy in this poem, dear friend .. both as fine as the other, 'You know I will always be the one, ~ trying to fill the empty air with song.'
yup I have quiet a few that I struggle to keep published here, I feel a bit to revealing and open in my daily life as a human being with a conscious, Great write as always Neva..
Yes..I wonder some times if anyone wants this stuff that seems to run out the end of my "pen"...so to speak..I'm always amazed at what they like...wonderful analogy
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