Writing In Invisible Ink

Some days, I just like to be silently invisible
and lurk, prowl and creep in the shadows of my soul,
       in a foggy, misty, haze of beauty,
             hushed, withdrawn and hidden,
      submerged in my innermost thoughts.
I want to hide away behind a veil of concealment 
where my voice is mute but my imagination is wild,
             writing poems in my head,
      using invisible ink, where I am . . . 
a leaf, floating on an emerald deep ocean,
an infinitesimal speck, just a fragment detached.
       Oh, how glorious, how painful,
            to dwell behind a wall
       of my own secret construction. 
This whisper of a girl camouflaged and invisible
and hidden in the dark curved corridors of my mind,
             writing poems in my head,
       using invisible ink. 

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February 16, 2017 (Re-write)


Poetry/Free Verse/Writing in Invisible Ink
Copyright Protected, ID 17-1099-241-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.


Submitted to the Ultimate 2018 Standard Contest
sponsor, Brian Strand

First Place

silencefree verse

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Darlene De Beaulieu

January 2, 2019 at 5:33 PM

Hello Dear Heart, when I am thinking poetry, the titles come to mind. Then from that title i create my poetry. When i sleep and out of no where a title for a poem comes up,, I then write the title and the poem next day. have a nice evening my friend.

Andrew Fairchild

December 30, 2018 at 12:31 AM

This reminds me of a scene, from The Once and Future King, in which, Merlin has turned Arthur into a fish. I can almost feel your ubiquitous hiddenness, One With All Things.

Constance La France

January 1, 2019 at 9:53 PM

Andrew, thanks for the visit and comment, appreciate ~