Poem to Palm From Mental

Poem to Palm From Mental

The point of my poem is to palm my internal expression. Not to be afraid of speaking out loud, but speaking out loud between lines. Where only single feelings are felt in the fillings of voided spaces to shelter the shadows of "nothings"……………………….

....the point of my poem is to style expression--- to which reverses blank to reveal motivation of mental by words and images. Words by words, eyes exclusively point out feelings to evenly issue the issues of humanity. Filtering lines where palm touches first at heart to uplift mental in search of I in Inspiration. Because an I for an I has no vision. So I paint it with my palm for a point of view for another I to see. But he who sees, does not sees like me. Every I is sketched and colored differently. Like dreams, they can never be fantasies. Though some are fairies, yet not fair. The clarity in black cradles the point and constantly nurses the light of vows and propositions. Alphabetically, rooting the best of eye with rules of allusion for these words to echo from mental.....

………………………………………………..the point of my poem is to palm my external expression. Not to be afraid of writing out loud of what I see, but writing out loud of what I see that reflects me between the days of my life. Feeling those voided spaces with shadows of "somethings"

Danielle C. Robinson © 2007

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