To write, oh, to write is to get up from bed
Let your spirit soar above your head
Dream the undreamable!
Think the unthinkable!
I know it's cliche, but it borders unwritable
To write the unwritten, what can't be wrote
Is the sweetest song in a songbird's note
To write is to free, restrict, simply to breathe
Unbreathe the air, breathe in the world
Breathe the breath that breaches the barrier
Let yourself go, connected by sever
The cord, the chord that ties you to song
Song of the living, the unliving, the dead
The word isn't spoken for it to be heard
Sometimes it flies or swims like a bird
Go out to the Earth, go into yourself
Find the word, the word that's a song
Think, just think, let your spirit soar
Go into the song-land, the unwritable, the heart's true folklore
Inspiration: Walt Whitman, Song of Myself (http://www.daypoems.net/poems/1900.html)
Cam this poem is amazing & it describes how I feel about writing!
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ReplyDeleteIt only makes sense that you would draw from such talented writers such as walt whitman to create your poems. It takes an amazingly strong soul to write like this. And you seem to love it, judging by the central theme of this poem.
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