"Written by a Poem" Progress Page
I write my next collection, "Written by a Poem" in public and share my progress while the ink is still wet on the page. Here’s where I’m at currently:
1 favorite quote from each poem
I asked a tree what Love was
And its branches in an instant bloomed
The air wafted ‘round of fruit perfumed
As a sax with golden brass keys
Soothing sounds on silence sewed
His eyes, ink-black, to blank skies soared –
The crescent moon had just dissolved in dawn
The engine’s revs as a song sail
An endless painting rides beside –
Drawn, erased, re-drawn: landscape trails
Road tirelessly sketches sights
Somewhere, oh, somewhere down this road a sweet breeze blows
But behind which corner, roam alone will show