She is quite possibly psychosomatic
As sometimes fear works her amygdala overtime as to not miss chronicling a climactic moment
And other instances, composition flows effortlessly from aesthetics encountered
Ink and graphite
Text on page
Line and verse
Rhythm coupling flow
Heart and soul Poured out after being shaken and stirred
If she doesn’t write, one is unsuspecting of her
Disregarding of beauty, pure and dauntless
Positing audacious verbiage to all that is introspection
Scribing to train her voice
Expanding her lungs’ capacity via relevant and honest hieroglyphic
Words on the page give rise to power
Homilies spoken, imbue strength
Still, there is always more
What is inaudibly spoken may be wordsmithed
Situating lettered rhythms to divulge stories
Further unveiling the deep and awkward, the unknown and obvious
Tenses on pages, steadily corroborating with her existence
Consonants and vowels- evidence of desire, knowing, and hope that bubbles within
This scribble is resistance- pain lived in and lived through
Adjectives and prefixes witnessing moments of joy and challenge as they live to tell her story
Writing, it’s the scenic route
Exploring curves and forks, timber and iotas, pattern and exceptions
There are revolutions to be documented
Galaxies to covet
Conversations to mull over
People to behold and discoursed
Light to uncover and apportion
Elucidations of serenity and war to feel and hypothesize letter by letter
Ergo, her well earned biases are alluring
Vocables are numerous and yet lacking…
Subject-verb agreements positing, “ride-or-die” are suspect and unending
The yearning to treatise her interior is insatiable
Every element of her being echoes there is more
There is always something to be elaborately liaised
Though, herein lies the inception
Her mind’s eye wants to interpret everything for itself, without indoctrinated propaganda- while she still covets nuance in varying perspective
Consequently, boredom is ne’er ascertained when imagery is being educed from epochs on varying forms of papyrus
So she writes on
Choosing the melodramatic phrasing
Searching out the perfect synonym
A colorful vernacular is a must
Her verbosity never chill
Texts are many and emboldened- to be provoked and carefully strewn across paper and screen- connecting thoughts, emotions, truths and perceptions
She keeps going because one line is inapt, a miscarriage of justice bellowing inadequacy
As sometimes fear works her amygdala overtime as to not miss chronicling a climactic moment
And other instances, composition flows effortlessly from aesthetics encountered
Ink and graphite
Text on page
Line and verse
Rhythm coupling flow
Heart and soul
Poured out after being shaken and stirred
About the Creator
Sunshine on Brown Skin
Writing offers an atmosphere of peace, connecting me to my Creator and human experience. The release is freeing and keeps me tethered to my true-self. Reminding me- I'm enough, I'm capable, I'm loved. Freeing others into the same truth.
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I thoroughly enjoyed this piece. Your descriptions are so vivid.
Well written