The Dark Forest: Literature, Philosophy, and Digital Arts

You can’t write poetry
you put it down in words like a jazzman does
you sink your ears
into sound
float along
…………….till it’s all around
wander through its winds
………………..its leaves
till the night mind
takes you
……………….on down
………………………….down
…………………..down
then you slide back round
touch another scale
……………………………lift that sound up onto those clouds
then you put them notes down
for yourself and hope and pray they play them
………………………..like a jazzman does
– Steven Craig Hickman ©2014 Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author is strictly prohibited.
