This poem is from my book Silent and Still it's on my website www.janiepoetry.com
Inkblood-
Poetry runs in my heart
Inkblood runs in my veins
Sometimes it's a burden
Sometimes it's a gift
It's always with me
An extended part of me
I hear a story, or have a bad day
If I feel loved or experience sorrow
Even joyous laughter
I search for pen and paper
It's spilling out of me
Sometimes I am awakened by the poetry in my heart
I write it down
I read it
I breathe it
I am consumed by it
Poetry runs in my heart
Inkblood runs in my veins
My characters are real to me, in my place of imagination
I see them, like a movie in my head
Nothing can stop it
It's forever a part of me
For poetry runs in my heart and
Inkblood runs in my veins
-Janie
Inkblood-
Poetry runs in my heart
Inkblood runs in my veins
Sometimes it's a burden
Sometimes it's a gift
It's always with me
An extended part of me
I hear a story, or have a bad day
If I feel loved or experience sorrow
Even joyous laughter
I search for pen and paper
It's spilling out of me
Sometimes I am awakened by the poetry in my heart
I write it down
I read it
I breathe it
I am consumed by it
Poetry runs in my heart
Inkblood runs in my veins
My characters are real to me, in my place of imagination
I see them, like a movie in my head
Nothing can stop it
It's forever a part of me
For poetry runs in my heart and
Inkblood runs in my veins
-Janie
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