Chris Green Poet Free verse

Poetic Seeping

Crazed beyond this fragile manuscript
  ink now bled out in caustic flow
emptying my mind of the clutter
  pouring from a heart beat’s mechanism
grinding gears of rusted thoughts
  handwriting illegibly unrecognizable 
scratched into burned edge parchment
  pleading for destinations
across borderlines and wastelands
  calloused fingers write…poetry
between broken dishes and pot luck cuss words
  folded, creased and left lying on the desk
gathering deadly dust particles
  behind the barricaded door
of cranial creativity…
                                     seeping

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Freddie Robinson Jr. November 25, 2016 at 4:42 PM Yep. It's a surefire golden poem, Chris. The vivid expressions of the leakage of creativity is so artful. Great job on this one. Lube up the old noggin' w/some of nature's fruit juices, that'll get you going. Love the poem though. Love and many blessings to you. Chris Green November 25, 2016 at 4:54 PM Yep, just pour me a glass and I'll be writing something before long, but too many glasses and it might be tomorrow before I can read what I wrote. :) Thanks so much Freddie, your comments are always a wonderful gift to me.

Heidi Sands November 25, 2016 at 2:00 PM Excellent! Sounds like you have a lot to be published too! :) Chris Green November 25, 2016 at 2:03 PM Thanks so very much Heidi, I don't know about that but I can't seem to control what comes out of me, so maybe yes. :)

Charmaine Chircop November 25, 2016 at 1:21 PM Calloused fingers write...poetry between broken dishes...Such humble hands write a masterpiece..A fave Chris. Chris Green November 25, 2016 at 1:39 PM Thank you so much Charmaine for your nice comment on my dark poem. You definitely make the world much brighter with your visits.

Demetrios Trifiatis November 25, 2016 at 12:16 PM An overflown river of poetic creativity that floods the pages with expressions of language so masterfully displayed dear, Chris! Impressed! A seven! Chris Green November 25, 2016 at 1:39 PM Thanks so very much Demetrios for your wonderful comment on my poem. I appreciate your time today and your kind thoughts.