M. L. Kiser Poet Free verse

Lines

The lines
Inside my head
Spinning
Swirling, curling
Round my brain
Somehow
Find the path
Come winding
Down my arm into my hand
And pop upon the
Paper, canvas,
Glass…

I let them flow
They flow so fast
Words, images,
Visions
Take me down roads
And paths to where I have
Never been;

Create worlds
Within worlds
These lines release my pain;
Oh, such peace
These lines contain.

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Caren Krutsinger February 1, 2019 at 8:57 PM Art is therapeutic for me, as necessary as air. If I did not have art in the way of poems, stories, and canvases, I probably would cease to exist. Anyway, I would want to. M. L. Kiser February 1, 2019 at 9:12 PM Agreed; we need it but, then we also need poetry. Thanks.

Rhona Mcferran February 1, 2019 at 7:03 PM Terrific write... love the way you crafted this- and the message! FAV!! ;) M. L. Kiser February 1, 2019 at 8:49 PM Thank you Rhona; I was thinking, how does it feel to do this...and Muse kicked me in the keester and spewed it all out.

Vijay Pandit February 1, 2019 at 7:55 AM A splendid poem from start to finish..your creative world shines MLK. M. L. Kiser February 1, 2019 at 8:50 PM Thanks again, Vijay; always glad to see your comments.

Carolyn Devonshire February 1, 2019 at 5:22 AM What a stirring description of the creative process, M.L. People who don't write often ask where the ideas originate. We start with a few words, then more come, and they can surely be cathartic! A fave for me as this is exactly how it is for writers or poetry or prose. When I wrote my novel, I had no idea how it would end. Thoughts just came in succession and I felt like I was living it. Excellent! M. L. Kiser February 1, 2019 at 8:51 PM Exactly...thanks so much; I'm glad you felt the energy of the piece.

Tom Cunningham February 1, 2019 at 4:16 AM and then spill out onto the page creating beautiful poetry. well written and thought provoking too. Tom. M. L. Kiser February 1, 2019 at 8:52 PM They do seem to spill out at time. Other times, Muse pours them onto the page. Thank you.

Besma Riabi Dziri February 1, 2019 at 4:05 AM A great rendition of the core of the passion of writing! The world of words.. the enchanted state of heart and soul when immersed in the realm of Beauty! The balm and serenity in the kingdom of words.. Words, as you have brilliantly penned, heal and seal wounds.. I fave your wonderful Lines that unveil the wonders of poetry.. Great write, M.L. Kiser. Deepest regards. M. L. Kiser February 1, 2019 at 8:54 PM Thanks Besma, your light is beaming through your comments. I am glad that you liked them and felt them, "Wonderful". Thanks so much for the "Fav"; I am happy that the poem was enjoyed.

Arturo Michael February 1, 2019 at 3:54 AM The power of words...channeled through a vessel when you unite with body.... M. L. Kiser February 1, 2019 at 8:55 PM Yes, isn't it a wonderful experience? And we poets keep going back for more and more...Thanks.