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We put ink to paper
A slow release of demons
Taking up valuable space
Indigo tears dripping
As loud as rain on tin
Echoing with validation
Heart and soul precipitation
We are deafened
By our own definitions
Of tragedy and defeat
Blinded by the sandstorms
We carelessly create
Still we reach for the reservoir
Spellbound by the flow
Of this cursive dance
We put ink to paper
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Another one for dVerse. It’s been a great week. As a poetic prompt, we were asked to choose a line from one of two poems by Brian Miller or Claudia Schonfeld. The line I chose was “we put ink to paper” in Claudia’s poem. You can check them both out at dVerse Poet’s Pub.
mishunderstood 
Very nicely done…I like the flow of this and the
“indigo tears dripping as loud as rain on tin” got to me.
Thank you, Kathy. 🙂
some very cool metaphors about writing in this. Loved the repetition of sounds in the lines “We are deafened
By our own definitions”
Thank Bryan. I appreciate you comments very much. 🙂
nice intensity to this..and that is what writing is…a releasing of demons at times…and loved the lines on being deafened by our own definitions….solid bit of ars poetica…
Thank you so much, Brian. I appreciate the inspiration you have provided so generously at dVerse! Hope you enjoy a little more free time. See you on the trail! 🙂
loved the line about Indigo tears.. so well written
Thanks so much! 🙂
the things that need an overflow…. and what we create in writing them down…. making space… i like that.. i often breathe more easy after releasing what needed to be put to paper..
So true,Claudia. Writing can be healing. 🙂
The things we pour into that ink.. A wonderful cadence to this.
Thank you, Bjorn.
Wow, I really, really enjoyed it. The rhythm and rhyme made me start singing it with a rap beat. But then I had to pause because I notice deep meaning — coherent (not rambling free-association), so I read again, and then again – “spell bound”. You got me.
The repeated line was powerful.
A rap beat is fine too. I have noticed that about some of my poetry. 🙂
Thanks so much for your kind comments.
We put ink to paper… A slow release of demons…. Taking up valuable space
Yes, we have to, don’t we? And it feels so good to release them. WONDERFUL!
Thank you so much!! Yes, it really does feel better to find a better use for them. 😉
So much in this – releasing demons, indigo tears, sandstorms we create….such a beyond excellent poem on writing and what is in us.
Wow, thank you so much for your kind comment. 🙂
😉
You chose a great line to start from and I enjoyed your exploration of why and how you ‘put ink to paper’. I also liked the image of the ‘indigo tears’.
Thank you, Gabriella. 🙂
“indigo tears dripping as loud as rain on tin” – so vivid and vibrant. Nicely done, I enjoyed it so much.
Thank you…so glad you liked it. 🙂
Mish, this is fantastic–I identify so much with it. If I couldn’t write, I don’t know who I’d be. I especially love the lines:
Indigo tears dripping
As loud as rain on tin
Thanks, Victoria!! 🙂