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Endless Circles
It begins again.
The pen, long dormant,
comes alive as it starts
to skim the paper
like a smooth stone thrown
off the surface of the water.
The words spill out,
stirring the stars to
cast endless circles around her
while revealing their light,
a light which has
guided her verses of prose.
The spark is no longer contained
igniting across her mouth,
burning spirals of colors
that float out the window
colliding with a frigid night air
leaving her to bask
in its afterglow.
The pen, long dormant,
comes alive as it starts
to skim the paper
like a smooth stone thrown
off the surface of the water.
The words spill out,
stirring the stars to
cast endless circles around her
while revealing their light,
a light which has
guided her verses of prose.
The spark is no longer contained
igniting across her mouth,
burning spirals of colors
that float out the window
colliding with a frigid night air
leaving her to bask
in its afterglow.
Published 25th Sep 2019
Author's Note
The joy that comes when inspiration finally finds your pen
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25th Sep 2019 8:20am
Beautiful images conjured up here
as You leave the blocks that
afflict us all from time to time.
Love this short spill
as You leave the blocks that
afflict us all from time to time.
Love this short spill
25th Sep 2019 1:17pm
I rarely use this descriptor, but it's quite magical, the delicate metaphor you've woven. Nice to see you kid. 💖
25th Sep 2019 2:26pm
Nice to see you writing! I quite agree with Daniel. There is a bit of magic in this piece. Bravo!
25th Sep 2019 8:03pm
26th Sep 2019 6:36pm
30th Sep 2019 8:55pm
Very nice Charlotte. As per usual, you are a very talented writer. Starting out with the pen and the use of the simile "like a smooth stone thrown off the surface of the water" it reminds me, for some reason, of Billy Collins' poem "Introduction To Poetry:, if you haven't read that poem you should check it out (Google it). The poem transitions to a celestial theme where stars and light guide then finally the spark. I love that you are writing again and the beautiful way that you told us, the only way a true poet could. Cheers!
Anonymous
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23rd Nov 2019 2:53pm
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23rd Nov 2019 8:19pm
21st Dec 2019 8:08pm
An extremely relatable spill, Charlotte. I quite enjoyed your imaginative take on the matter :)
Anonymous
- Edited 22nd Feb 2020 10:45am
4th Feb 2020 8:05pm
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4th Feb 2020 8:13pm
