An interesting poem for an interesting prompt 155 #FromOneLine
A butterfly in the classroom
Fluttering around in captivity
On books, graphs, and notes
Blue on white, a few dark strokes
Colors splattered from test tubes
Scorching winged dreams of the
Drifting desires of adolescence
You thrill me, Words
As I twirl you around
On a pencil tip
Or a blue pen nib
Then you gently lie
In exhaustion,
On reams of white
Until I pick you up
To dance on my lips
As verses and stories
Songs and mysteries
Visions of foliage, lush, verdant
When dried leaves crunch below
My weary feet, as I trudge along
In the silver shadows of alone
Seeking solace, a hand to hold
In the woods of life, worn-out, old
The end in sight, yet so distant
You were always there
In every moment and anecdote
In the manuscript of my life
You were the trapped sighs
Between tattered book covers
Tangled in a web of my words
You were my story, unspoken
Unheard, until you become
My poetry, prose, and verse!
In the mood for some tender winter ❄️ poetry that brings some warmth? Read them here:
I am so glad that both my submissions are featured in the wildfire words ezine January 2022 issue. This is the first poetry acceptance of the year and I hope the streak continues. Please read and encourage the poets and imagists.
wildfire words shares new poetry from all over the world, whether from fresh poetic voices or established poets. The ezine selects poetry for publication mainly through competitions and themed submission windows.
Blue Pen Strokes 