Brevity
Words bleed
They pour
Raw
Untouched
From the heart
Ink stained emotion
Submerges me
It hurts
So I create
Art is for the soul
Feed me
This passion
Is the only thing
Keeping me alive.
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Words bleed
They pour
Raw
Untouched
From the heart
Ink stained emotion
Submerges me
It hurts
So I create
Art is for the soul
Feed me
This passion
Is the only thing
Keeping me alive.
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M.C. Newberry
Sat 19th Feb 2022 14:22
Personally, I enjoy - even relish - the cut and thrust of words, so
readily available in the magnificent language that is English:
Its greatest exponent, arguably, being Shakespeare who could
employ it magnificently in all its many shades of meaning, inference and intent.