17/07/25

To build a transparent home

where people can see far

into the mind of an artist


the inner world of deep thinking

plain living, strong brain focus

humble, gentle, quietly disturbed

lonely and full of anxiety: writing poetry 

is sometimes agony, so I concentrated 

on deep breathing: writing poetry

is sometimes peaceful 

and tranquil


I’m satisfied to have had time

to express myself 

in the construction of sentences

that flows out of my fingers

to create life-giving beauty

often with sadness, longing, despair 


but yet 

then

I can breathe again 

content


in art 

for the sake 


of art

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My poësie-blog / My Poetry Blog

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