My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads A Poem of Our Own Once upon a time I was a teenage girl Every night Chasing poems in my dreams Every day Living in my own shadow Painting a self-portrait by numbers With a life of its own Until I let it go Became me […]
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Scribbling on my Soul
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night # 167 – a poem I wrote and posted last September, that kind of sums up my writing. The scratching of the pen Won’t stop It echoes through my dreams And lifts my eyelids With the urgency Of birth Ideas invade Exploding crocuses That reach out For an […]
Editing my Soul
I lay myself bare On a blank page Of white paper Or a computer screen, Scribbling or tapping Black symbols into shape In random rhythms that writhe Beneath my fingers, Syncopate My heart beat, Editing my soul. © Kim M. Russell, 2016
A freestyle poem
Scribbling on my Soul The scratching of the pen Won’t stop It echoes through my dreams And lifts my eyelids With the urgency Of birth Ideas invade Exploding crocuses That reach out For an inkling of light But Shadows shackle me To sleep Draw me back down Below the surface Until the poem Remains a […]
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