Blood and Ink

A friend once said "We're holding bottles of ink and we're ready to splash it on the parchment and see what comes out." I said "Bring on the parchment."

Blood and Ink

 

 

In a white knuckled fist,

I clutch a white-hot bottle of the blackest of inks.

Holding it to my thundering chest,

I think of the thoughts that brought me here.

 

Pierced by the pain as the bottle breaks,

I finally see and understand why -

as the blood and the ink flow together

and blend as one on my skin

and yet shun the tears from my eyes.

 

The Warrior Poet

1998

Author's Note

This is about writer's block

Reviews

[Annie]

Some nice imagery in this piece, especially "white knuckled" and "white-hot bottle." Great job avoiding cliche rhyming schemes too.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

this write is felt~ and felt deep ~
subtle with enigmatic flavors that offer it's interpretation to open view~