Contours

Trace the words
Contour of mind
As slowly moves
The quill in hand
Image is formed
Heart keeps vigil
As I trace words
The world is still
No breath stays
Ideas spill forth
Even simplicity
Priceless worth
Eyes follow now
Glancing minds
Inner peace is
Obtained, I find
Verse complete
Tranquil heart
Thought reborn
I once more start


For Big Tent Poetry
Image: Write Your Poem by artist Sirombo, Deviantart

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

  

36 thoughts on “Contours

  1. What is written straight from the heart is always beautiful and gives immense satisfaction and peace of mind.
    Beautifully Expressed…

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