Writing

Writing

I feel the beauty of inspiration,

words that spill like saliva

from epileptic lips.

A convulsion of emotions,

intellectual spasms,

so intense

as to break my spine.

And in my fugue,

 a clarity of spells;

like some volcanic cum

that leaves me smooth

and lets my recovery begin,

till consciousness

alerts my sleeping soul,

charges my dead heart

and gives me hope again.

 

10/08/12

Reviews

[Muse]

words that spill like saliva
from epileptic lips.

So dirty lol..yet you write with class and beauty.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Coming from someone who exudes sensuality that is a major compliment!!!

[Irene]

beautiful poem. I think this is the mantra of all writers. the flickering flame that burns within each of our hearts. good job :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ok then we should keep writing for it is in essence possitive creation even if drawn from negative emotions. My last 14 poems are from a two year relationship which just ended.

[Irene]

I am so sorry :(

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thanks Irene. Thankfully I all but over it now.