Poetry

A response poem to Davy D’s question What Is Poetry? on the Go Dog Go Cafe


it is a stir

an ache

rising from my core

growing in urgency

pushing to my surface

gasping hungrily for air

sitting impatiently on my tongue

black pearl

ruby

tear shaped diamond

waiting

for hand to grasp pen

fingers to touch keys

truth to be unleashed

an explosion of my soul

made visible

in black ink

 

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

21 thoughts on “Poetry

  1. I like this a lot Christine. You are right, poetry is that ache that you need to address. It never goes away, but the writing dulls it for a while. Looks like I will have to keep on my toes on Thursdays 🙂

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  2. poetry
    is
    something
    inside
    of
    a
    person
    that
    has
    to
    get
    out
    words
    that
    stick
    in
    one’s
    throat
    if
    not
    freed
    onto
    paper
    or
    into
    air
    words
    that
    choke
    and
    suffocate
    so
    the
    poet
    is
    unable
    to
    think
    of
    anything
    but
    catching
    their
    next
    breath

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