When Writing On Paper

the words appear like an artist’s sketch

fine curves and heavy accents,

all suggesting a word,

defining a line,

as life goes wandering past us all

we find words to describe

our insides to our exterior

and somewhere behind,

where lay

the heart and soul.

Our lives are made up of

descriptions, a memoriam and a funny story.

We live the same lives

just some of us experience

them more deeply

than others might.

We all still find ourselves

wandering through avenues of thought,

trying to decide which to go forward with today.

We never really know

until we decide this is the moment,

and step forward please.

When writing on paper

we at least have the chance

to draw pretty little pieces

of words to think about.

Please I would love you to share words, suggestions ...

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