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 to me 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.

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    • professional poet? 😮 don’t know what u r talking about Scribbler.. I’m always a student of poetry 😀

      glad u liked the poem and image 🙂 have a nice weekend..!

  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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