The Writer

By: Toney L. Valen

Jotting down my thoughts

Sharp tip pencil

Swiggly lines form a doodle,

I became stuck within my own ideas

Suddenly, the lines and words roll out of me

As if they aren’t my word at all

An anointed moment,

Transcending from space, mind, to pencil

Writing to the finish

Emotion driven

Stained eyes before a watery build up

Fingers, not quite writing fast enough to capture every driven emotion

My mind grows complex from too much thought

Transfer to keyboard

My flow jets out of me, faster

Fingers typing quickly - also due to the anticipation

Not quite sure of the next word,

Yet certain of this feeling

The divinity, the depth, is not my own

The last word is typed...

I fall back and slouch sluggishly with exhaustion

Drained from the experience but free from the emotion

Aftermath

Reread with corrections, the masterpiece awaits...

Centered emotionally, then displayed

I await response

Damn, I exhausted