Birth of a Poetic Vibe...

Birth of a Poetic Vibe…

Sitting here, waiting the vibe moment,

the water of creativity breaks;

and silent words drip

from the womb of my mind.

Silent words—flowing,

filling blank pages of time

with echoes of sculpture thoughts

chiseled from the abysmal consciousness

of my inner being; laboring awakening words,

struggling in the web of pregnant hope.

And when these words

shall have delivered their song,

leaving the staccato rhythms

of the keyboard silent

like the darkness of stilled night,

this new born poetic vibe will be

silently screaming:

Echoing throughout the night,

vivid vibrant vibes of ebony hued melodies.