Words That Come From Ink

 

These words that flow from my pen

Are hard to understand

Even as I write I don’t understand them

 

My hand moves a crossed the page

My eyes scan every soothing word

Taking in their beauty and grace

 

Their every twists and curves

Bring enjoyment to a sad soul

Looping around as my goes

 

With each word bring new life

To a sentence yet to be written

Brining with it a sense of an adventure unknown.

Reviews

[Your Tasty Field Adviso..]

you basically took the poem that i wrote, "black ink", and made it better. i love it, courtney. keep it up. i love you so much