Providence, R.I., July 1969

Sweet and flowing
Out of my heart
Out of my head
Dripping onto the canvass
To paint the portrait

Meaning beyond words
Expression without risk
Pouring out of me
As if I am the vessel
And I feel blessed

Chronicles my life
Documents my times
Like a marker
That I was here
And that I lived and loved

Conceived in my mind
Nourished by my heart
Blessed by my soul
Filled with my spirit
And born through the tip of my pen

1993 poetheart

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