Prisoner of Poetry

Relation. Has held me captive since adolescence in the most wonderful, fulfilling and gifting handcuffs I could ever imagine ... CayCay

Love the “hoping ink will give me wings” and “I call my muse to awaken my senses”….beautifully written!!!

Fantastic piece. It rings of truth. Powerful pen. Enjoyed. Thanks for posting.

Your muse's aura is on your side today and Always, dear poet Aura :)

Love this!!! Gotta see how you placed!

Yay!!! I’ve been waiting for you to write again. Your poetry is so exquisite. Well done!!!

Beautiful brevity so well articulate and delivered, i love the way your poem ends with "To write one last sonnet, incensed with roses and longing…"' how exquisite and touching! So stunning! Thank you for writing on this prompt! Pleasure always seeing you share your poetry here. Sending you light always

I think many of us can relate to being a prisoner to poetry - when I first picked up my pen in 2014 I would get an idea in my head and wake up in the muddle of the night to write it down (now i have a voice recorder on my phone which helped me so much writing for my 2 humour books lol) - sonnets are not for me I have written a few but I prefer humour:-) hugs Jan xx

I would gladly be imprisoned by poetry if I was given pen and paper. I'd be a willing captive. It's wonderful to see this lovely verse from you, Aura.