Technicolour

Gliding through life
on a magical pen
I return to my daydreams
again and again
and record them,
for me, not for posterity.
And if I do not write for myself
then for whom would it be?
If I wrote to please others
it wouldn't sound like me...
and it'd be simply a reflection
from a fragmented mirror.

I write when my world stops listening.
I write to the child in me,
I write to set her free.
I tell her she's  alright.
I say to her:
"Get out your purple pen, write."

Reviews

[RAOrourke]

I return to my daydreams
again and again
and record them,
for me, not for posterity...love this poem, it rings so true for writers everywhere...well done

[Sindu]

That is so aptly put down... The writing loses its gleam when we stop writing for ourselves and make it for others..

[Mary C]

This is quite an amazing write

[SmittyJas]

Simply Beautiful Writings. Accomplished Writer sounds like the only reason I write is for that same reason and to clear my head of the crap that builds up in it and must be released.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

I love the last line here!
The child in all of us needs to surface once and awhile.

[ba_mcfarlane]

"I write to the child in me,
I write to set her free."
This is a gentle take on a piece of your identity, flawless in execution...Bravo!

[Matching Socks]

You are the most important person when it comes to writing, it should always come from within you.
Beautifully penny. :)

[John Anderson]

This is very beautifully expressed and well written. I enjoyed it very much

[Mike Defreitas]

I liked the spirit/intent of this poem.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I believe my muse is actually the child within me, for she's the one who gives me the validation I seek. This is wonderful poetry, Mary...

"And if I do not write for myself
then for whom would it be" ...I agree, wholeheartedly!