Christy Stover Poet Free verse

Unexpected Inspiration

pen in one hand
cigarette in the other
I quietly listen
to the conversation
between pen and paper
the gentle touch of ink
seductively courting the page
enchanted, I close my eyes
for but a moment
allowing my hand
to dance with the pen
completely unhindered
at first glance I see
a ridiculous meaningless scribble
then suddenly I realize
this lowly scribble
holds exquisite beauty
looking long enough
true magic does emerge
maybe a tiny picture
or some notes to a song
tapping on the door of poetry
it's what the soul did purge
yearning for the world to see
with the right peaceful flow
I think once again
I'll let hand and pen just go

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Jahfari Rowe November 13, 2016 at 9:32 PM very good poem

Heidi Sands November 12, 2016 at 6:53 PM Very nice Christy :) Christy Stover November 13, 2016 at 3:02 AM Thank you, Heidi, for your comment. It means a lot since I've been reading your poetry and I think you're an amazing poet.

Darlene De Beaulieu November 12, 2016 at 6:52 PM Hello Christy, I just finished reading your poetry, this is a beautiful poem. I love how the words flow together. Yes just let the hand flow. that is what I do. Darlene De Beaulieu November 17, 2016 at 2:23 PM Yes at times poets do need a lift when Only poets can lift each other up when needed Don't stop writing your poetry is good. Christy Stover November 13, 2016 at 3:00 AM Hello Darlene, thank you for your comment. You made me smile.I was worried that my words had no flow. I wrote it from my heart and I wrote what I did this morning (close my eyes and let my hand move across the page cuz I couldn't think of what to write) but I honestly thought this would be a garbage poem. Thank you for telling me you liked it and you can relate. It's important for poets to lift each other up. That's the only way we'll encourage the next generation of poets.