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Opposing Inkless

 So many words
lost in my soul.
Yearning to bleed,
but the ink is shy.

It does not want
to make you cry.

No more words,
as soul is found.
No temptations
when ink is brave.

All it wants is
to make you smile.

Categories: inkless, allusion, analogy, angst,
Form: Verse

Inkless


So many words
lost in my soul.
Yearning to bleed,
but the ink is shy.

It does not want
to make you cry.

Categories: inkless, angst, how i feel,
Form: Verse

Inkless Poetry

I'd much rather be
Writing these words with my lips
I tremble and wait

21 May 2023

Categories: inkless, love,
Form: Haiku

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Inkless Thoughts

June 8, 2022
Miracle Man

As a poet, some mornings, I find no words,
these days I reminisce of youthful blush.
As dawn is breaking, come sounds of birds,
penetrating the air of this mornings hush.

From the patio I sit, with morning Joe in hand,
thoughts held captive by the wind chimes lips.
Pondering recent shooting’s throughout the land,
and praying this nation

Categories: inkless, how i feel,
Form: Quatrain

Inkless Thoughts- Original

fingered
weathered
feathered 
dying
you are but a fingered thought, weathered
through the flow of feathered pen, dying



not a traditional tyburn but my first attempt and i loved the way it turned out!

Categories: inkless, poetry,
Form: Tyburn

Inkless Thoughts-Ty

heathered
weathered
feathered
tethered
you are but a heathered thought, weathered
through the flow of feathered pen, tethered 



August 6, 2019
Tyburn Contest
Sponsored by Charles Messina



Thank you Gershon and Line for the discussions about the tyburn and your thoughts... much appreciated!

Categories: inkless, poetry,
Form: Tyburn

Inkless Pen

Solid lines of no solidarity;
scribbling at paper with an inkless pen.
Brain-check, 
flash-back; 
to a time when rhyme meant decent lines
in due time.
And now I’m stuck with this darn inkless pen;
scribbling for weeks on a blank sheet of paper.
Scribbling for weeks and the end-product is this;
at least an end-product exists!
Touché

Categories: inkless, inspirational, on work and
Form: Free verse