the juices flow
rarely so ripe
immobilizing the ability
to continue
into mundane routines
of life,
recluse in these moments
that move too quickly,
an uninhibited soul
released
envisioning, creating
editing, revising
one into the other,
the fingers move
within the mind,
an ebbing massage
of the inner-voice
freely
exhaling
get it out get it out before it goes away...exhale!
ReplyDeleteKay,
ReplyDeleteI imagine 'an ebbing massage of the inner-voice':)
my friend, you make me smile :)
have a nice weekend
When I read you, it feels every thing is happening right before my eyes. How do you that, girl? :)
ReplyDeleteHave been catching up with you ... I like,'Dreams Do Come True' and how you continued ... I think that's what life is about, to show up and find.
ReplyDeleteThey say that 80% of success is just showing up.
By the way, I left a reply to your comments on my blog. :)
Creativity by definition. Very nice!
ReplyDeleteCreating, editing and revising... wish life was like that... OR is it?
ReplyDeleteWonderfully described.
ReplyDeleteYou've captured the moment perfectly!
ReplyDeleteGreat art. feminity in its inxeplicable complexity.
ReplyDeleteI am with Anulal! Massaging the mind - I love your picture language! Have a wonderful weekend my friend.
ReplyDeleteWO ...and what else could I say.
ReplyDeletean ebbing massage
of the inner-voice
How could you get to that expression!?
returned for some more of the muse!
ReplyDeleteThe picture is awesome , no words for poem :beyond imagination !
ReplyDeletegaurav..
I have been reading through your last few pieces. I cannot choose a favourite. Each one has its own personality and 100% quality.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing.
This was REALLY good!
ReplyDeleteyour post today @ my blog.... do link at your blog if you want
ReplyDeletethe words gave a serene feeling ....
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