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Sometimes, writing is just Ink on a page, splashes Of black On white, shadows cast On light, something that tripped And fell Just happening To form patterns We recognize. Sometimes, writing is Different, The ink - which never changes - Mind you - Seems to shine, To leap beyond Its page, Like the sempiternal clouds At the root of The waterfall, Tactile Everywhere at once, Obscuring your vision, Causing your skin to Bump, And Prickle, All the while Filling your ears With the white noise Of water. It's when writing is like that, When it seems to breathe, Where you might read it once, Twice, And between readings, The meaning changes, Somehow. The writer's pen Has been left behind, Still the story lives on, Like it should, Like it deserves, And sometimes it's a vast novel, Sometimes It's a poem, With three lines, Five Seven Five And yet, for all their differences, They are the same: Two Living, breathing, scintilla Sharing Ink-and-paper Heritage.
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Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 10:16 PM UTC
Sometimes, Writing
Sometimes, writing is just Ink on a page, splashes Of black On white, shadows cast On light, something that tripped And fell Just happening To form patterns We recognize. Sometimes, writing is Different, The ink - which never changes - Mind you - Seems to shine, To leap beyond Its page, Like the sempiternal clouds At the root of The waterfall, Tactile Everywhere at once, Obscuring your vision, Causing your skin to Bump, And Prickle, All the while Filling your ears With the white noise Of water. It's when writing is like that, When it seems to breathe, Where you might read it once, Twice, And between readings, The meaning changes, Somehow. The writer's pen Has been left behind, Still the story lives on, Like it should, Like it deserves, And sometimes it's a vast novel, Sometimes It's a poem, With three lines, Five Seven Five And yet, for all their differences, They are the same: Two Living, breathing, scintilla Sharing Ink-and-paper Heritage.
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Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 10:16 PM UTC
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