Poetry

My life line!

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My mind and hand are craving you as I am drawn to you, I realize I don’t know what to do.

But I walk up the stairs to get you, hoping something great will come out when I walk back down those stairs and open you up.

To a blank piece of paper and I slowly begin to write down, what’s locked up in my mind.

I need an solution to all that I believe I was meant to be and finally do something about it.

Only time will tell what will become of my words that I pour out of myself everyday, every second, minute, hour, week, month, and year.

Writing to me is just one of the many points of my life line.

It makes me happy and it helps me to get it all out.

Sometimes I can go without it but it will always find a place in my life and will continue to grow.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Published by mywords2228

Love writing poetry and reading tons of books. I also write short fiction stories and hope to include them on my page soon; I hope you enjoy my work, and thanks for stopping by my page.

1 thought on “My life line!”

  1. heliopolister – Dalton, MA. – I have been known cannibalize my Facebook feed to create the musings you see here. I am a mad monk, a more than slightly demented wanna be mystic with a penchant for the surreal. I gather imaginative materials from the depths of my dreams, among other places, and use them to craft winsome visions and wondrous recollections of visitations to other realms. Come with me, and wander around in these rapturous caverns of verbal delight. I will hold you gently by the hand and help you to glimpse into the wondrous things that lie just out of reach of our everyday perception. Welcome to the ineffable reality.
    heliopolister says:

    So you too are driven to write, eh? Good for you! Writing, as you know, is catharsis and self-discovery – among other things.

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