GRAVITY

 

Lying in bed

Dark night

Can’t arise

Only me

Nothing but human gravity

Preventing the bed

From flinging across

Time and space

 

Reaching for my notebook

And fine line gel pen

Ink leaking

Shaping words

Across the page

Once again

Trying to rise

Defying gravity

Resisting the flight

Into freedom

Forming the song

Not moving along

Settling on the lines

Of the somewhat sodden paper

 

Words disconnected

From my mind

Snaking across wrinkled pages

Resembling a poem

Seeking its soul mate

Music

And me

Merely

A human anchor…

 

© 2017 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: The Writers College Times