Writing

i was given an idea...and i think i changed it...but thanks for the idea Justin!!

 

Writing

 

It is felt,

The swirl of emotions

Come up inside.

 

Hate, love, curiousness, hope.

With actions that provoke them:

A broken heart,

A warm smile,

Hushed, whispering voices,

A team about to score.

 

Instantly,

Pen is to paper,

And words overflow to form a poem.

Beauty is created.

Literature, in the flesh.

 

Tapping erupts as the computer

Is chosen to preserve the work of art.

 

The author sits back,

Relaxed now.

And smiles at the screen,

Satisfied.

 

One more down,

Endless amounts to be composed are left….

Reviews

[Justin Tobey]

A beautiful ode to the craft of writing! I'm glad to see that you're moving into new subject areas to write about and finding new inspiration, Casey. Bravo!

This poem is amazing, and presents perfectly the two qualities I've found in writing poetry. Sometimes, words alone cannot describe the actual motion, or the vivid picture in your mind. But often, it can create new, breathtaking memories, thoughts, images that show a different side to things we experience in life.

You're quite welcome for the idea, and I'm glad you altered it to make it your own! Blessed Be!