For Ink Empresses Prisoner of Poetry Contest written 3/25/25
I am a purple prisoner of poetry For when I can’t write woe is me Darkens my sky the flowetry Enriches my life the soul of me Some do drugs roll with me I just do hugs go with me Grasping the love of a sheet Of paper, pen and ink is peace Muse is a turquoise tool guides me Ideas are precious jewels inside me It’s an affliction of discovery A kind of mission red recovery Righting what is wrong you see Writing poems sonnets songs to sing Some are like the ivory breeze Others crash into onyx dead sea One hopes to be indigo inspiring To tickle brain cells cherry firing To leave readers denim desiring Or perhaps even enjoying inquiring In the jail of a black bipolar mind Where hell is back and forth in time Words can be a key or lemon lock in crime Can be of forms free or form that rhymes Needing readers to read gives me a high Hoping that you see a message from divine
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