I live in words..

What has befallen me?
I continue to struggle
to put heart on paper
when its rivers, flooding
break dams and flow
in unconquerable anger
in unquenchable thirst
become one with me
where the soul lives

Muse, fairest maiden
be kind to my longing
for my words do feel
dead, unseen by all
like the stillborn child
till you, lady of magic
get them alive again
and with them, me
for, I, do live in words

(’12. feb 26.) / (One Single Impression) / (D’verse Open Link Night)

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.

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