I am a Writer
Words pour out, a river of emotion,
turbulence, suffering sadness without light,
Sometimes rememberance in rainbows of love,
like smiling rain falling down from above.
I watch as each word penned takes flight,
not knowing therein comes new insight.
I surrender gentle wings and find peace,
with my pen commenced my thought to seeds
and nuture the soul with words which flow.
No restraint or rest, until the mind is at ease.
For each new word, sentence and thought,
brings the full force of expectation of
painted journeys to unknown destinations.
So starry night bring forth thy light,
Here awaits a writer to make thoughts like sight,
clear and alive long after laying down my pen,
or closing my eyes in a slumbers night.
Left is understanding in my words found
for new eyes, a billiant orchestra sounds.
"Poetry of The Heart Collection"
Christine McClintock Hudspeth