I am a spirited writer who reflects my thinkings into words on a simple page
I drift in and out of Fantasy and Fact
Time and Space are limitless within the never-ending expanse of my mind
Sitting Pondering Listening
Spaceships and Warriors wage war in my thoughts
I shake them out and try to focus
focus on the blinking cursor on the screen
I let the Words Crawl Walk Flow out of my fingers,
onto the simple page,
into The World,
New Life breathed into existence so naturally it is Simple Easy Effortless
the Words Bend Twist Swivel Morph Break
Break Apart
But they are still there,
as whole as they have always been
neither Flame nor Water nor Wind nor Thought can erase the images from that simple page
as they lay and wait for some unsuspecting reader to stumble into their magnificence
I am a spirited writer who reflects my thinkings into words on a simple page
Chris Dash
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-a-spirited-writer-who-reflects-my-thinkings-into-words-on-a-simple-page/
