At Times

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At Times

Pen and Ink
at times,
the only path for thought.

Ride the rails
of wondrous inspiration
with random stops
at exits
that
do not
exist.

Heart’s a mess
and head’s adrift
and lips remain a rosy pink.

A love simmers
beneath the binding,
shimmering in the seams,
a backdrop
in a real world
of cannots.

There are questions
that remain unanswerable
and poems
that remain unread.

Still,
this does not
grant
any sort
of comfort to
the needs,
and wants,
and desires,
of a poet
craving love.

Pen and Ink
at times—
are merely not enough.

© Grace Black

8 thoughts on “At Times

  1. Simply beautiful is all I can say. You have a wonderful gift with words that touches the heart of your readers!! ❤️

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