INK

My love for ink expressed creatively through the seductive art of poetry.

Ink moves across paper

Like wind, over grass covered hills

or thoughts from a poets mind

Like a river that winds, down a mountain, eager

or fear across the face of a horror film actress

Like a raging fire, jumping through forest timbers

 

INK

It's such a beautiful thing

I'm in love with its permanency

 

If only everything lasted as long as ink

Things would be better, I think

 

What do I know, I'm in love with the flow

Of a dark liquid across an empty page

It makes me happy

Like the smell of rain on sage

or a man trapped within my gaze

It amazes me

Like the repetition of the ocean waves

It mesmerizes, compels me

A perfect salesman

Sells to me, overwhelming

as an apple martini

intoxicating, yet tastes so sweet

 

INK

It's such a beautiful thing

I'm in love with its permanency

 

It just might be the one bond

To last my whole life

 

You can call me Ink's wife

Although the paper is what it's bonded to

I'm the creator of their rendezvous

Ink is my release

It's perfectly suited to my taste

Like the perfect orgasm

It moves me

Soothes and relaxes

Maximizes the processes

That proceed through my mind

Forcing me to willingly unwind

let go, letting it flow on endlessly

 

INK

It's such a beautiful thing

I'm in love with its permanency

Reviews

[A LaDy NaMeD D]

It's kind of odd, i use to love the smell (still do) of paper and books. Paper when blank has this scent that just screams for someone to write on it. The smell of paper and ink together is intoxicating and...i'm rambling lol. I like this it flowed nicely, i like how you repeated:

INK

It's such a beautiful thing

I'm in love with it's permanency.


I like this is sort of to the point, so the reader gets a clear idea of what you're talking about. And its very creative and orginial i don't think i've ever read anyone talk about their love for writing by talking about their love for ink.

Danni J

[fireblossom]

I really like this poem Lucky. You are speaking of a profound love you have developed for the process and world of writing. I related completely.

Your poem may benefit from another edit for rhythm. The opening stanza felt the need for me...no change of thoughts just clarity.

All the best good poet.

[Lyrical Love]

INK...
It's such a beautiful thing
I'm in love with it's permanency
if only everything lasted as long as ink
Things would be better, I think
This is so true...I love the whimsical freshness of this great piece
and the sweet song in your voice.
Excellent job!
Thanks for sharing, Lyrical