Poem #56: Inspiration by bhscorch1313

Poem #56: Inspiration

#57 of Poetry

I'm a writer. 'Nuff said. Enjoy.

Inspiration

The wind is flowing

Through my veins I feel

Rushing up through my chest

Quivering at the top

It's going to burst

And the mess it makes

Will enlighten humanity

My hand trembles

With ink against the page

Slashes and curves and dots

Mark my legacy

My eyes see the void

My fingers pluck matter from it

My pen records the substance

And my mind embellishes it

I let the fire burning inside

Brighten its flame until

Its work has been done

An uncovered piece of me

Lies exposed

Now the world will read it

They smile and ask

"Where does it come from?"

To which I always reply:

"It just is."

~bhscorch