Kit Kelen #504 - I am always writing a poem

504

I am always writing a poem

it's my bliss

it won't matter where I am

this is the ache I must express

it's in each breath to be this way

I am a method always evolving

in bathtub, shed, by leaftwirl down

often I am best in bed

I am a hand out in the dark

and hoping

a poem is composing me

I am bled with these leeches

I am one little fish at a stretch

I am drawing from thin air

images already there

I am a tune stuck

in my own head

I am bent to

furrowing brow

here's how the lines

make a green field of me

I am driven

to share this affliction

I am always finding a way

in words through words

to words

all the best old gods are it

I make all my lies myself

I could never keep track

what comes to me?

where do I chase?

I am thunderstruck

cloud-capped

snow about the temples

I am writing a poem

always in throes

and up against

I have fallen through cracks with it

tea first thing and yoga last

the terrier after

grey cloud unknowing

I am always losing a line

a poem is vanishing in my dream

and I bob up again

it's happening now

I am reciting my lines to myself

to anyone listening in

running writing

like water

I am at grips with

until the cows come roosting

will I surprise myself today

with nook and cranny

hammer, tongs

?

I am always writing a poem

there isn't much choice

in this