A POET'S DARKNESS

swimming in the inkwell

A Poet's Darkness

Before long you become your own sunrise,
The shine tickles the soul,
Was there ever a better moment?
When darkness comes
you ooze into the inkwell
Writing the day away.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Hi Kelly! Hi Dara!

Thanks guys for the visit. Yes I will give my boy & girl BIG HUGS. Love you Kelly!

Regards,

Al

[Dara]

I love this poem. In a few words it speaks volumes. Just beautiful.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I adore this one, Alfred...I love writing the day away whenever the opportunity presents itself. You did a wonderful job with a brevity of words, my friend!

How's Jackson & Honey doing? Give them hugs from their "Aunt Kelly", ok?

[Alfred Kukitz]

Hey Jacob!

Wanna go for a swim?

Regards,

Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh my...those last two lines...nothing like "oozing into the inkwell and writing the day away"