Alkas Poetry Poet Prose Poetry

Hungry For Poetry

I Planned of
throwing away
the eld
machine
of writing,
crumple
the papers
accomplices
of mine
fetish...
until stop
writing...!
but how :?
the words
pass by
my head
as models
on the catwalks...
demanding attention!
I had conceived  over blinding myself
completely...
(I sight poorly!),
not to sight anymore
colors, paintings...!
but my mind
have files
secrets with
all beauties
of the world !
I stopped eating,
never
I was hungry...
I stopped drinking,
I found myself free
from headquarters...
I am further health than
before...
my hunger
literary has increased...!
not further devouring
mountain ranges of ideas
pass my hunger
of verses...
 thus drinking
an Amazon
of words,
I never killed my
thirst for poetry...!

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Darlene De Beaulieu June 26, 2021 at 3:31 PM Hello Alaka, yes when the words come to mind, we must create out poetry. Create our poetry on paper then submit. Salute Darlene. Darlene De Beaulieu June 27, 2021 at 4:16 PM Hello Alaka, i do the same thing. Salute Darlene Alkas Poetry June 27, 2021 at 3:04 PM Yes exactly dear... I do this frequently, this os the way poetry comes... salute alkas