Turning the Flow
you release my quill from dried out surrender
spell from a fountain of compassion and hope
poet tree in motion when blanks fill my space
book end of beginnings you balance my words
weave reason and feelings into joined script
calligraph meaning kindness caring and love
when my ink seems spent you release the flow
skin onto skin like a full moon and a spoon
canvas and tapestry with passion and trust
once I was empty mere parchment and void
agonizingly close to oblivion of mute emotion
smudged charcoal from a cartridge of nothing
scribbles turned into librettos of craving
engraved my lost note pads with crayons
coloured my shadows with indigo dreams
without you my worlds held no promise
was shredded by life’s cynical silence
now the pencil swirls once ever more
28 th May 2020
Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2020
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment