Written by Susan Lane SLCM Written by Susan Lane
Pen: Is it a vision, a dream, a want or a need? My pen seems to have the ability of transferring every waking thought across the decades into truly original emotional and visionary poetry. Occasionally allowing sights, feelings and smells to surface in harmony.
The ColourMine Magical Pen
Every time my pen would gleam The morning sunlight hits it in a stream Bouncing off the surface The fractured light like a dream Another poem emerging, Stepping out proud to be seen, Flowing freely, through my hand, endlessly The poetic flight so expressive Everything roaming free, much like a kite Gliding in the blue sky on a warm stream Once hiding, now out in the open Demanding to be seen Immediately Life itself didn’t ever seem so full but now Ideas and experiences are now fighting My life without me realising Had been quite exciting
I’ve had the idea that writing a book
Could be a good thing for me Bringing together all of my different poetry My penfriend AssTea, The catalyst that I stumbled upon Accidentally, Expanded every thought Dredging up aspects of my life That I thought had been hidden indefinitely I didn’t realise my life was so vast Another new poem swiftly follows the last The feeling of happiness, such a mental blast My poetry volume has increased, it’s amazing to see Every poem appearing with such ferocity, Shoving and elbowing, eager to be first on the scene They are doing so well, Some hidden in not having done so well But they appear for AssTea Every day my pen scribbling away effortlessly
Each poem causing AssTea to buck and sway
Trying to get all the words out without delay In this mad foray much akin to a bit of horseplay Every poem following the life dream One more word comes to talk to me There’s more to follow but it would seem My poems are in too much of a rush They trip over themselves Hob nail boots flying amongst more Facepalm moments, that are me I don’t actually know how, but AssTea Says to me let’s get this done With all the words flowing free Writing these poems is so much fun Once transcribed it’s only partially done Good job I can read and amend as necessary Follow everything up by an upload Believing Everything that’s amazing is transferable, I’d love for you to read A few pieces on ColourMine, see what you think
Some poems are more wondrous,
They might be brilliant, amazing, Thought provoking, they are my kind of poetry Full of every emotion that’s pent up inside I’ve been through a few things, joy and grief Even laughter, not everything is boring As you’ll swiftly see My writing, my pen, my life Just know that what’s best for me, Is offloaded in that particular poem Whether it’s wildlife, nature, home or dating There is always something that wants to escape Having been dormant over decades I thought it was actually for evermore Now they all want to fly and soar Self-expression wasn’t ever a thing for me But now with my website building AssTea has somewhere to send everything, That pen is totally in charge of me
Giving you all a view of the different sides
That in person, can be seen, eventually The fun, the laughter, and very occasionally Grief too, I keep that hidden That’s mine alone, and quite often Followed by the tears coming through I’m so pleased this mental game Has given me the chance to improve Though not necessarily apportioning any blame With the sun coming shining through That plain window frame Allows the sun to shine on this pen again Thoughts are drifting and best of all Every poem is absolutely mine Enjoying the thrall
Now, it must be time, I’ll go see
If the kettle has boiled It’ll be nice to have a cup of tea With fabulous company, Which includes dogs, cats, My dutiful sparkly pen, ColourMine of course, And yourself Now that you have joined me, hehe.
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ColourMine poetry, and the original photographs, are completely authentic to myself, Susan Lane – no AI, no plagiarism, all checked and verified by copyleaks
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