externally
eternally
i drip ink down
across around
form random swirls
indigo pearls
shaping my thoughts
to lines and noughts
that trail off page
weep tears of rage
all dripping down
without a sound
eternally
internally
YOU ARE READING
Toxic Brain Dump:National Poetry Month 2015
PoetryEvery April is National Poetry Month - so here is a poem-a-day to celebrate the month. Each poem is a spontaneous stream-of-conscious writing exercise with a 45-minute time limit. Sit back and relax this will get messy! To help spark my creativit...
