Where Poems Live

There’s a place where poems live

a secret space well hidden

a road from nowhere

a road to everywhere

away from madness

away from strangers

where life,

with all it’s twists and turns

flourish and grow

 

The place where poems grow

a never ending pasture

of tiny sprouts watered

pruned

erupting into color

waiting for the author’s courage

to nurture more

to harvest boldly

 

I’d gladly spend more time there

to feel creative winds kiss my cheeks

smell the air left behind by inspiring rains

listen to the seasons

and taste the warmth of words

upon my tongue

 

I visit there sometimes,

my second home

I twirl and dance

run and play

find the words

find the meaning

and write the cadence

of a poem’s identity

 

And when I’m tired

I lay on the colored verses

stretch my arms toward the sky

twirl the clouds around my fingertips

and smile at their tickled laughter

 

All in that secret place

where poems live

 

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photo credit

daily post prompt: Identity

Published by

Carolyn Dennis-Willingham

Carolyn is the author of two published books – No Hill for a Stepper, 2001, and The Last Bordello, 2016. Her third novel, The Moonshine Thicket, is set in 1928 and is currently enduring a professional edit. When not on her laptop, she serves as a lap top for her grandchildren. She is also a fitness boxer, artist, and throws a tennis ball for her ever-persistent mini Aussie. In addition to her blogging website, carolyndenniswillingham.com, you may find her on Facebook and Twitter.

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