dynamics

March 1, 2019 at 4:48 pm 4 comments

I cross T’s, I dot i’s.

I string words into lines ~ ~ ~ of verse,

I create a vessel in which to sail

upon

an ever-changing sea

~ yet ~

it

is

deep

within

the static pools of silence…

where

I

dive

beneath each

sigh ~

a n d

generate a current

of

thoughts

and

feelings.

Entry filed under: feelings, life, Personal, poetry, ponderings, prose, reflections, thoughts, words, writing. Tags: , , , .

angels saturday stare #8

4 Comments Add your own

  • 1. hitandrun1964  |  March 2, 2019 at 12:31 am

    Lovely.

    Reply
  • 3. dmauldin53  |  March 2, 2019 at 1:18 pm

    Reblogged this on D.B. Mauldin and commented:
    dynamics

    Reply
  • 4. MichelleMarie  |  March 2, 2019 at 3:55 pm

    OH wow I love this. You know I’m seeing such a beautiful shift in your writing and I love it. I always loved it and now I love it more! It’s so sweet and gentle. ❤

    Reply

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