POETRY ON MEDIUM

Living Legend

The Muse generously condescends

not just the spark that lights the fire within the golden ink filling my ever-moving pen kinetic energy residing deep inside each muscle fiber propelling my fingers forward towards the cap to release the flow of hidden desire letting a fountain of words begin flowing freely the flick of my wrist as the rhythm reaches a fever pitch rolling of my eyes the arcing of my lengthy sculpturally ligament-defined neck as words are ripped from my very soul drawn from inside my fracturing self I feel the gentle nudge of the muse like silk fibers stretched on a spinning wheel snipped and reworked at random lengths mixing the color for textural play woven back in with fine golden thread for permanent relocation in my poetry collection a wordy tapestry hung on the feature wall of my imagination drawing inspiration day in day out the living legend you were destined to become some were born kings of ignominy and annihilation while you were born queen of quiet grace and joyful creation that is why I bow even as I dance and sing in acknowledgment of the gifts you preemptively bring just a short period of rejoicing is enough to refresh my rapturous rainfall of perfect gifts

K.B. Silver

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