I profess
no poetic prowess
my ink
simply thoughts
seeped in
emotion
yearnings
lusty desires
it marks my pages
without permission
and calls itself
poetry
©MidwestFantasy
03/25/2018
I profess
no poetic prowess
my ink
simply thoughts
seeped in
emotion
yearnings
lusty desires
it marks my pages
without permission
and calls itself
poetry
©MidwestFantasy
03/25/2018
Midwest Fantasy Writes 
Oh my, This is simply wonderful, wistful, haunting and a beautiful exposure of your soul! Bellissimo, My Dear, Bellissimo!!!!
xoxo
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xo my dear friend
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Honestly, I think you need to move this into your Top Ten pieces!
xoxo
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
Please come read this wonderful, wistful and haunting piece on what it’s like to write poetry – “My Ink”
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A paper writer! I wonder if there is really a difference between paper writers and computer writers.
Anyway, beautiful as always!
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Paper seems a more personal experience for me. There’s something about scratching out, drawing arrows, my own notes…I must like the mess of it!
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I have admired your creative gift for quite some time, and have always loved your poetry and admired your talent. I love learning that you scribe your thoughts out on paper. This has amplified my admiration. Thank you for sharing your poems with all of us.
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I am honored by this wonderfully kind comment, and I am thrilled you are a reader of my work. It is my pleasure to share words and hopefully make someone’s day a little better.
I guess I am old school using pen and paper!
TY again,
Beth Amanda
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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Honored by the reblog. Thank you.
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Sounds like fine poetry to me,
or it all . . . a fantasy !?
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It’s whatever fantasy your mind desires. Poetry has no bounds.
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Great
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