Well of Words

Word. Another. Joined between a feeling, a memory, a sense. Let it flow from within to sentences. Simple, sensible and truly something original. Written emotions on paper: a poem.

A Poem

Flashing by moment
a sense, feeling
that never comes
another
not to anyone
not to me
ever again

I grab to that glimpse
squeezing the sense
through feelings
eyes closed
forgotten in me
I hold back

and I let go
to paper

The Poet In Me

Nice to see you here!

This is where my feelings and thoughts many times end up. More than twenty years ago I scribbled my first poems as 14 year old boy that was dreaming about being published author and poet.

Well, as usual, the poems never were sent to publisher and learning process was considered too hard - might have been different if there would have been internet then.

So I wrote occasionally less and less until last year when I decided to start writing for real since I had extra time. Started a blog and build some confidence. Finding All Poetry poetry society really made difference; more fellow poets and for the first time critique. And chance to read lots of good poetry

Now I am serious on writing and aim to improve to the lengths to make it for real. I am going to be published since I have a poet inside me and I intend to unleash it

torstai 2. kesäkuuta 2016

Mighty Pen Of A Poet

A pen beautiful but perfidious
deaf even, writes
what it pleases
obeys not my common sense
mines cavities utmost peculiars
at times cares not an inch
hiding away words as
if I could not them recall

yet without the will  of the quill
to capture beauty or immortality
would quite impossible
to be

prisoner of the mighty pen
squeezed in pressure
skies open not
nor flood gates of dam of pain

crowds inside me
thousands of stories, feelings
if not the pen release
them to live