Penning Poetry
Penning Poetry
I hold the pen in my hand.
Or, type on the keys of my laptop.
I write my feelings down.
As if I am a painter being creative.
The paper becomes my canvas.
As if I am a painter painting my feelings.
Paint my feelings on a canvas.
Feelings that want out, to be written down.
My feelings become the poem.
Those become words written on my canvas.
The poem is a finished painting.
My creativity has made my canvas not empty.
By Sharilyn Cabe
I hold the pen in my hand.
Or, type on the keys of my laptop.
I write my feelings down.
As if I am a painter being creative.
The paper becomes my canvas.
As if I am a painter painting my feelings.
Paint my feelings on a canvas.
Feelings that want out, to be written down.
My feelings become the poem.
Those become words written on my canvas.
The poem is a finished painting.
My creativity has made my canvas not empty.
By Sharilyn Cabe
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