From the writer’s chair
Words explode from thought
Rising from the seat
With both feet planted
As roots in the soil
Head soaking up the sun
Like photosynthesis
The lips, the gateway of the mind,
open to form the singing of birds,
the blooming of daffodils,
and the colors of paintings.
Sep 13, 2020
Sep 13, 2020 at 8:17 PM UTC
From the writer’s chair
Words explode from thought
Rising from the seat
With both feet planted
As roots in the soil
Head soaking up the sun
Like photosynthesis
The lips, the gateway of the mind,
open to form the singing of birds,
the blooming of daffodils,
and the colors of paintings.
