Dancing In Ink

DANCING IN INK A Poem by Debbie_Philly " I love dance and I love writing !!! " One of my very first writerings DANCING IN INK My pen dances in ink feathers quilled and twirl in the excitement that is my pen. My mood gives it rhythm the graceful movement to slide across my page. The rhyme that flows from my soul. Sometimes the dance is slow so sad, bittersweet. Steps of drowning tears. The tears of my heart pounding with drops of disappointment. With other splashes of written dance the mood and movement is angry. I stomp. Making my presents known across the page. Yet on another performance of the pen my ink dashes along the margins in pure delight. Ecstasy that can only come from the ever passionate mind of a dancers pen. Feathers quill the rhythm and rhyme inside my mind. That is when my pen takes the lead in this tango of words. I become my fantasy. My mind, lost absorbed in what is my purest passion. What more can be said. Steps splashing in ink. For me the two intertwine as though they are the meshing of two perfect souls. Souls, separate but joined tells a story. One with the mind. The other with the body. In perfect union. That is why my pen DANCES IN INK! Debbie Kelly ( Debbie Philly) 2005