I love creativity, I love imagination, I love self-expression, I love painting with words. I feel this is where I belong, it feels like home to me, I feel I’m connected to another source when all of these come together and I know I am not the only one who feels this way when in artistic mode. This next poem in inspired by that. I wish for you a day where you do things that you love. Much love to you, as always, Clarabelle.
Painting with Words
I write these words, there’s no stopping me;
Late at night, the moon shines on what is to be.
It fills up my senses, with pure delight;
Awakens my spirit, all through the night.
There’s no escaping, the beauty of this soul;
It flows so abundantly, fills up the black hole.
Painting with words, is like treasure in my hand;
A princess of all princesses, welcome to my land.
poemsbyclarabelle, 5 January 2013
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PBC Poemcast 14 – Painting with Words
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