Spriha Kant

Aug 2020

Unpolished Ink

Writers Paintbox

A writers mind is a splash of fertile paint upon a wall.

We shake the brush and sit and watch the living colours fall.

#writers #colours

Aug 2020

Acme

Lost Souls

I eat your poetry like ice cream.
It settles in orbits in my mind.
A universe of words swirling
into meanings understood by
the lost souls called poets.

Aug 2020

Carlo C Gomez

The Awful Rowing Toward God

Navigating mercy

An asylum harbor from afar

Here, in the gloaming of your closed
notebooks

A faint-hearted horizon

And the wide beam sea

Two days out from despair

The written word will capsize
you, Anne

God is in your typewriter
and where the boats so often go

Anne Sexton (November 9, 1928 – October 4, 1974)

#sexton #poet #life #death #suicide #depression #history

Aug 2020

Soloy

A poet's tragedy

I am overcome with guilt and desecrated romance
on my very hands.

Tragedy it be;
are that's what
poets are made
of -
reminiscing smithereens
these lost shreds of
time-filled regret

Aug 2020

Kavitha prabhakaran

Crying heart ..

Fuming mind
Steaming eyes
Absorbing mask...
Seen by none....
Except
The crying heart!!

#sad

Aug 2020

jordan

pencil and page

the blank page
scratched and scarred
by the pencil

the sharp pencil
sacrificing itself
to the page

the written page
does not feel tarnished
by the pencil’s residue

the dull pencil
does not feel diminished
by the loss of graphite

both page and pencil
when disfigured and destroyed
fulfill their potential