Ink Bottle Poems - Poems about Ink Bottle

...Poetry knows my name, haunting me throughout the silence of the night, Culling me into a false sense of warmth and security, Here, take this poisoned quill, it whispers, Fill the ink bottle with ......Read the rest...

...What happened to my boisterous boy, beloved keeper of wild bluebell skies? You grew to be an audacious man, An honest extension of......Read the rest...

...The Ink Bottle sits, alone, It’s only Companions, The Feathered Pen, The Paper Pad. The Desk, once alive, The Words, No longer, Written. Love, abandon, But wanting not, The Freedom, It......Read the rest...