
For me, writing is a microcosm of who I am and the world I inhabit.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 119 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 06-30-05 - id: 1952196
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single out all else
until true feeling emerges
my experiences mirrored
in another's empathy
relationship, my definition
only when firmly connected
with God or kindred souls
I am freed into a new liberty
fellowship is fullness of who I am
music, my lifeblood's energy
melodies soaring on cloud-tipped wings
drumbeats loud and full of life
syncopation as spirited dialogue
between past and present
existence and utter joy
images, my guided tour
desiring to show another all
initiate a swift movement
from solitude's black ink
across plains of understanding
communicating, my destination
join intellectual hands with another
in this my task completed
not because I am understood
but that a vision is shared
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