Seize the Ink

And the days are not full enough
And the nights are not full enough
And life slips by like a field mouse
Not shaking the grass.
~ Ezra Pound

 

Ink won’t wait
forever
to be shaped.

Thoughts must be
seized and quill(ed)
when they want,

if feels are
to become
poetry.

 

the wee notes…
– after sharing Ezra Pound’s poem… Kim, over at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, invited us to write a piece about “just doing it”. So, I just did it. In the shape of a Tricube: 3 stanzas of 3 lines, each line 3 syllables.
– linked to Poets United.