J Ann Crowder

Ambitious are his words, striking like thunder on a bleeding canvas
 
Ink spills—the heart spills, and magic threads spun upon his mind’s golden words, placed upon empty lines
 
Everything has a soul, even words
 
Joyous and betimes grey and mourning
 
Most of all magic—the imagination’s multiplity of sounds, movement, and color
 
As pillows of slumber awaken souls, a match strikes a flame
 
This is where thunder ignites song and pen
 
This is where words dance in rain; each soul step kissing white threaded parchment whilst tapping lines

Written May 20th 2018

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Robert L. Martin
almost 3 years

I'm so glad to read your poetry again. I missed you in the last few months. I love your metaphors and imagery.
"Everything has a soul, even words."

J Ann Crowder
J Ann Crowder
almost 3 years

@Robert L. Martin: Thank you Robert! I’ve been incredibly busy with my new business, plus 5 months pregnant. I miss being here and writing!

Nelson D Reyes
almost 3 years

Absolutely right. You begin to paint, sculpt the words...the middle, beginning, or the end of a music that seemed frozen in your mind but given life to morph into a song by the time you wake up from slumber.

“...pillows of slumber awaken souls...” the birth of a poem, a song, a sculpture, a painting, an architecture...”a match strikes a flame”

Simply beautiful. Love, fave this one. Thank you Jenifer.

J Ann Crowder
J Ann Crowder
almost 3 years

@Nelson D Reyes: Thank you! As always, you read my poetry very well. Love your thoughtful comments! I’ve been so busy and sorry I haven’t had very much time to come here and read what others are writing and write more too. I’ve been running a business that has grown, plus I’m 5 months pregnant as we speak! Life is full of new happenings!

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