STATIONARY WRITING ON IT'S OWN
Stationary Writing On It's Own
I cannot take credit for the simple relief
for the uncompromised release of
What's bothering
Sometimes of instant's and moments being overcome
All ready
Already begun
Crowning of ink imprints a message of it's own
Leaving a stain of question
waiting yet to be sewn
Remove from it's capsule
and swallow thine pride
Confident of consumption
more fulfilling than denied
My tears are for peace
and a flooding of the soul
For I cannot resist
the power of returning whole
Tears being reserved for beautiful things
has enabled my heart's according strings
Music! Music! An endeavoring made
to compensate 'or everything
Now skies will catch my gaze
Now smiles will remember
my name.
Do you sense the winds calling?
The gentle huggings assuage
© 2017 Courtney Grant